Sunday, April 22, 2007
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When I was in jr. high, I spent all my awkward days listening to and obsessing over the Beatles. strawberry fields takes me to those days of Tweety Bird sneakers and puff-paint cat shirts. I must travel backwards in time in order to figure out what I want in four months. I still don't know what to do. But I am newly reminded that I never could decide between John and Paul. I know that George is the most admirable, but I admit I follow the power figures. John or Paul, John or Paul, John or Paul.......John would go to Japan, for sure. Meet Yoko's parents. Or moon Yoko's parents. And Paul.....Paul would just make crappy sap music (except I do love C Moon), looking wistfully into campfires.
This isn't helping.
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Do you remember when you, me, Trevor and Serena all chose a Beatle to be. Those were good time, huh?
Jen, OF COURSE I remember. If I recall, I was John, you were Paul, Trev was George, and Serena was Ringo. And Joe was Yoko, haha. Pretty much summed us all up pretty well, looking back....... Those were good times. Didn't we first have the Beatle conversation at Me 'n Stans?
BTW, I think Me 'n Stans is up for sale. The tradition since 1969 is over.
The Beatles always helped me get through my roughest times and thank goodness for Strawberry Fields Forever. Moving.
I could never pic between John and Paul either and I understand how difficult a decision this is. John or Paul. "I can't decide which one I like."
I wonder which Beatle I would be? Any ideas?
Though, I have to say, George was always my favorite.
Rexburg is going to pot.
Hmm...I don't know if I personally can give you a Beatle since I can't replace any of my old gang....but maybe you can be the black dude that plays keyboard during the roof concert. He had skills.
I love that Ringo isn't even in the running...man that guy is ugly!
Haha, I love how Ringo tried to cover up his ugliness with a mustache and beard and then tried to convince the rest of the members so they could look more uniformed.
Whatever, man. Ringo was always the follower. The first to feel picked on, the last to do anything pro-active. They would have done beards with or without him. I love the Ringo, bless his sweet little Shining Time Station face, but I'm not about to emulate him.
amen gillilliland...well said. Ringo is not to be followed...unless purely as a Beatle fan. But I will defend his drumming abilities tooth and claw.
Have you watched the 6-disk Beatle Anthology?
Yoko speaking:
the outro hammer-on guitar riff delivered by George changed my life at 12 years old. A gut-wrenching 20 seconds of perfect tone.
And say what you will about Ringo, but when you watch the video at about 3:15 on the countback and you hear that big old tromping reverbed Ludwig-driven beat drop in there, you have to respect its badassness. (granted, a lot was George Martin)
So excellent. Second only to "A Day in the Life".
Troy should be Pete Best. Ha ha.
and ps, the recent 'Love' compilation, cheesey as some of it is, has a pretty killer "strawberry Fields.." medley using the original studio tapes (which Emily, I know you were fond of) and the remasters. And "Within You Without You" off the same album is almost like Beatles vs. Aphex Twin. Great driving music.
Beatles aside, if there were any musician I would want to be, I think I would in an instant change places with Wayne Coyne of the Flaming Lips.
xpost: *slaps forehead*
Troy, you've heard him and looked at him, right?
Darren, I have seen said anthology. It appeared on television for a full week during 9th grade, the peak of my obsession. And yes, Ringo can drum.
Beatles aside, if I were a musician, I would want Cyndi Lauper's make-up, Bowie's mullet, Cat Stevens' heart, Joni Mitchell's sensitivity, Elton John's shoes, Michael Jackson's screaming, Tom Wait's grit, and Meatloaf's attitude. Uh...I guess I'd keep my own voice and talent. I have it what it takes. I could be a rock star. Maybe that's what I'll aim for.....Simon Cowell here I come!
Joeserph, thanks for the hot tip on the Love compilation...I'll check it out.
I know that this is a little late on the comment train, but I have been racking my brain for days trying to figure out where we decided we were the Beatles and I think that I remember. I'm pretty sure that we were crossing the street in a crosswalk on our way to Mill Hollow. We were going one by one and one of us (probably you) commented that we looked like the Beatles. I think that's how it all started.
Jen, I think you're right! I think I might have even told you to take off your boots because Paul was supposed to be barefoot and you glared at me. (remember when we swapped clothes for a day? haha)
OH! While I have you here (assuming you check back to see if I reply to you, which I hope you do), Aaron V. Davis is getting married. And she's 19. Not really surprised, are you? But he sounds really happy, really good, and he wants to send us announcements so I'm going to send him your address as soon as I find where I put it. Crazy though, huh? Hmm. Anyway. If he googles his name, I wonder if this message will show up. Well, Aaron, if you google yourself and find this, I'm really NOT surprised she's 19. And I AM happy for you. There are no secrets between us. So.
Something embarrassing to share that coincides with this whole Beatles post.
When I was 14 and frosh, I became obsessed with The Beatles, also. So much in fact that I started practicing British accents around the house. My Mom now calls this my British phase.
I would be Paul, hands down. If I could scream like that in a song, I'd get a tattoo of a butt on my face. My full face.
Troy, I have a man crush on Wayne Coyne, too. Don't let anybody dissaude you from that.
Oh, I'd take Henry Rollins body and tattoos if we're choosing musicians piece meal. Because I'll never look big or intimidating enough to have a "Search and Destroy" tattoo across my shoulder blades. That's super badass.
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