You Really Got A Hold On Me

Chapter 4 - Trumpet

(June 18th, 1955)

Today was Paul's 13th birthday and he was extremely excited. He wanted a musical instrument more than anything, he didn't even care what it was.

He ran into his parents room in the morning and jumped on their bed to wake them up, then Mike stumbled through still half asleep.

"Happy birthday Paul" Mike said

"Happy birthday." His parents said tiredly but in unison.

After breakfast, Paul was handed a heavy, weird shaped, rounded box kind of thing, with wrapping paper on it. He immediately tore it open to find out it wasn't a weird box, it was a case.

"Open it then buddy!" Said Mary

Paul unclipped the lock things and opened the case to a shiny, new, brass trumpet. He looked up to his parents excitedly and shouted; "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"Calm down Paulie. Alright take it out the case and I'll show you how to put it together, I played trumpet before piano you see." Said Jim.

Paul started getting lessons about a week later and was pretty good for the small amount of time he played it. Whenever he got home from school and any spare time he got he would practice.

After about two months of playing he could play 'When The Saints Go marching In' and other stereotypical trumpet music and he was starting to see if he could play some of the music he actually liked. He took another month for him to learn 'Ain't That Kick In The Head' by Dean Martin, mainly for his father but Paul did enjoy this song too.

He had one problem with his trumpet though, he couldn't play it and sing at the same time and he had just discovered this new type of music. It was called rock n' roll or something and Paul was in love. He was in a American diner place with his and they played this record called 'Blue Suede Shoes' by Carl Perkins and it was the coolest thing he had ever heard. He asked his mum what she thought of it and she said it was great.

His mum told him a bit more about rock n' roll and it turned out she quite liked it but Jim wasn't found. When she said 'not found' she meant he thought it was a crime against music.

Pal played his until January but by now Paul just wanted to be able to sing along to his favourite songs. Eventually Paul plucked up the courage to ask his parents if he could trade it in for a guitar, surprisingly they said yes.

Paul was a natural at guitar and he was a-rockin' and a-rollin' over the place. Mary loved it when he sang 'Blue Suede Shoes' she was so proud of him. Although his father wasn't a fan of the music and didn't love that this is what his boy liked, he was proud too.

At around Easter time the McCartneys held a small, family party. This was the first time he performed in front of an audience and he did great! He performed 'Blue Suede Shoes' by Carl Perkins (obviously), 'Ain't That A Kick In The Head' by Dean Martin, 'Smile' by Nat King Cole, 'Honey Don't' by Carl Perkins again and finally he played an original called 'Hello, Bus Boy'... wait... no it wasn't... oh yeah, it was called 'Hello, Little Girl'. Everyone loved Paul's performance, he even got a standing ovation for 'Hello, Little Girl'

His parents were really proud of him and he was proud of himself too. This was the best day Paul had had in a while, it it was the best day he was going to have for a long time.

(Authors note - so what do you think?

This chapter is a bit shorter but I'll have another one out soon hopefully. 

Sorry about the delay between chapters, my computer hasn't been working right.

Should I keep writing or is it crap so far?

Please leave feedback, thank you.

- Xavier)