When American teenager, Richard DiLello, wandered into the Beatles Apple building in 1968, he was immediately appointed house hippie; he began making tea, rolling joints and listening to dozens of demo tapes. By the time Apple crumbled a few years later he was director of public relations. Along the way he noted many of the stoned conversations he heard and the insane bits of business he witnessed: one-man bands auditioning in the reception, Hell's Angels taking over Savile Row and The Beatles playing on the roof. Full of period detail, The Longest Cocktail Party is fast-paced, witty and immensely poignant about the demise of the Fab Four and the death of the 60s dream.
As of the year 2000 Richard DiLello is alive and well. He lives in Los Angeles, California with his wife and daughter. Some days he writes, some days he tries to write, some days he does not. He is currently taking guitar lessons. Progress is slow.