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THE BRITISH BEAT began their original fame as a typical party band in London in 1965. They were the toast of London's most fashionably attired and gave extraordinary life to the hits of the day.
They were a musicians' favorite. When bands came off the road, they usually hired THE BRITISH BEAT to play at all their private parties. They opened for every major act, usually at small clubs in and around London.
Because of their superior musicianship (at least for that time), they sometimes played behind an on-stage screen to help the famous bands pull off their shows.
They partied with Mick and the boys... They can be heard plainly shouting school-boy obscenities during the recording session of "Mellow Yellow"... And they all dated Lulu at one time or another. In fact, THE BRITISH BEAT was for a time Petula Clark's back up band, ...until she found out they were all dating Lulu.
Every band seemed to teach them a trick or two about playing the British Invasion music with conviction and authority....exactly the way those songs were supposed to be played.
But, their fame was not to be.
Due to an (almost) completely involuntary cryogenic experience, their place in music history was put into a vault marked DO NOT DEFROST and vacuum sealed for eternity. Or at least, until the second coming of Walt Disney. (Whichever came first.) Was it jealousy? Some say, "Perhaps."
But, now they are back!!!
As fortune would have it, a devout, overly nostalgic, and slightly randy fan masquerading as a rather attractive bio-technician broke into a restricted area of a secret government facility and pushed a painted-over button that once displayed the words: MELT DOWN. And as is commonly known... once the thawing begins, there is no turning back lest an unpleasant after-taste or even spoilage occur.
The mystery fan then stealthily shipped them out of the facility (in a plain foil wrapper) to a catered affair at an undisclosed hillside manor where she nursed them each back to consciousness just in time to save British rock from a fate worse than homogenization (not that there's anything wrong with that).
Out of deepest gratitute, and for her own protection THE BRITISH BEAT will not reveal who the mystery fan is. All they will say is, "Thank You, Lulu!!! We will love you forever...and maybe next Saturday night, if at all possible!"
