Remembering the first acid trip Paul McCartney and John Lennon shared
The Beatles are as intrinsically linked to the surge of LSD as any other artist making their name in the swinging sixties. While some acts made it apart of their lexicon forever (ahem, The Grateful Dead, ahem), more so than any other, for The Beatles you can almost pinpoint the moment the Fab Four went for a trip.
Many people have pointed to 1966s Revolver as the start of the band’s jump into the mind-expanding worlds of LSD. While we can’t be sure of that, we can be certain of the first trip the band’s principal songwriters, Paul McCartney and John Lennon ever shared together.
The story comes from the brilliant book Many Years From Now which sees author Barry Miles sit down with Macca for some lengthy conversations about the band that changed pop music forever. One particular point of interest was the substance that changed the band forever—LSD.
Paul McCartney was actually the last Beatle to take acid. George Harrison and John Lennon had taken it long before McCartney when they were “dosed” by the ‘demon dentist’, John Riley in 1965. Debates rage on regarding who McCartney first took the drug with was. While some say, John, others claim it was subject of ‘A Day In The Life’ Tara Browne. The fact is by the summer of 1967 Macca wasn’t shy about letting people know.
One intrinsic aspect of the Fab Four was two particular people, Lennon and McCartney. They weren’t only the two songwriters of the group, though Harrison would change that soon enough, they were the counterpoints to one another’s creativity. Their relationship began on a level-footing but soon enough the race to the top made the duo’s relationship fractious—but they did share some incredibly special moments together and some stranger ones too.
In McCartney’s biography, the legendary Beatle detailed his experience, with Lennon: “And we looked into each other’s eyes, the eye contact thing we used to do, which is fairly mind-boggling. You dissolve into each other. But that’s what we did, round about that time, that’s what we did a lot. And it was amazing. You’re looking into each other’s eyes and you would want to look away, but you wouldn’t, and you could see yourself in the other person. It was a very freaky experience and I was totally blown away.”
In the book, McCartney also speaks about the effects of LSD and how he struggled to comprehend it’s power. “There’s something disturbing about it. You ask yourself, ‘How do you come back from it? How do you then lead a normal life after that?’ And the answer is, you don’t. After that you’ve got to get trepanned or you’ve got to meditate for the rest of your life. You’ve got to make a decision which way you’re going to go.” It was a decision many of us have faced.
Taking himself back to nature, Macca complained: “I would walk out into the garden — ‘Oh no, I’ve got to go back in.’ It was very tiring, walking made me very tired, wasted me, always wasted me. But ‘I’ve got to do it, for my well-being.’ In the meantime, John had been sitting around very enigmatically and I had a big vision of him as a king, the absolute Emperor of Eternity,” a moniker we imagine Lennon would certainly approve of.
He added: “It was a good trip. It was great but I wanted to go to bed after a while.
“I’d just had enough after about four or five hours. John was quite amazed that it had struck me in that way. John said, ‘Go to bed? You won’t sleep!’ ‘I know that, I’ve still got to go to bed.’ I thought, now that’s enough fun and partying, now… It’s like with drink. That’s enough. That was a lot of fun, now I gotta go and sleep this off.”
Of course, Macca wasn’t very clued up on the effects of the acid, “But of course, you don’t just sleep off an acid trip so I went to bed and hallucinated a lot in bed. I remember Mal coming up and checking that I was all right. ‘Yeah, I think so.’ I mean, I could feel every inch of the house, and John seemed like some sort of emperor in control of it all. It was quite strange. Of course he was just sitting there, very inscrutably.”
We can’t imagine that Paul McCartney, known for his meticulous consideration of detail, would particularly like the complete feeling of losing control as LSD can achieve, but it may well have had an input on his music. Let’s just say that McCartney’s favourite album of all time is a telling one. That album — Sgt. Pepper.