Everyone once in a while I find myself re-discovering The Beatles.
It's never like I forgot them, au contraire. It's more like God hands me three cds (Beatles 1, and both volumes of The Blue Album/Box) and says, "Hey. I thought you might need these. Chin up."
My love of The Beatles go back to 3rd or 4th grade. My best friend through most of public school, Dieter, grew up on them. So he was always enthusiastic about sharing his love of the music he and his mother listened to: which was primarily the Beatles. I remember I started with an alternating choice of Rubber Soul and Revolver. I remember how much I LOVED Yellow Submarine and how the movie confused the hell out of me but I dug it.
I once bought my mom the album "Hard Day's Night" so I could listen to it. It was a selfish little Christmas gift but it's the beatles.
So yeah, thank you John, Paul, Ringo and George(my new favorite).
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i do this. the Beatles find their way back to me in cycles. have you seen the movie Help?
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