Monday, June 8, 2009

There is nothing I love more than the Beatles

When I was maybe thirteen, The Sister got a greatest hits of the Beatles CD. We devoured it. DAD had been trying to show them to us but he threw Bobby D and Dire Straits in there with the Fab Five. At thirteen all anyone can think is, "Wow he can NOT sing," and, "Those are the worst lyrics ever, is this really music?" (I don't remember the name of the song but it had the line, "the secrets in the cheese." in it.... the lyricism astounds me).
Still, The Sister and I wanted to be those people who knew everything about music. We both pretended we knew what we were talking about when it came to Aerosmith, the Rolling Stones, the Beatles, and occasionally Jimi Hendrix but I had never heard a Jimi Hendrix song.... the first time was camping in California with the fam. Two campsites away, they were blasting something epic, both The Sister and I liked it and began discussing what it could be. That's when DAD chimed in, glancing up at us over his bible and coffee cup to say ever so casually, "Purple Haze, Jimi Hendrix, 1967". We stared at him in amazement. From then on we pretty much took any music my father threw at us. Obviously he knew what he was talking about. The band he showed to me the most was the Beatles and I grew to love those boys dearly. The Beatles have a sort of connection to my soul that no other music has. I've been singing Blackbird with my daddy for years and will dance to it with him at my wedding. Martin played I Will for me once on the guitar back in Sophomore year of high school and since then I've associated all of those precious words with the sweet, perfect relationship I had with him. I have ALWAYS wanted to be the girl with kaleidoscope eyes (finally called that last year by my friend Storm. AWESOME), all you really do need is love, and Golden Slumbers stirs up something deep within me. A longing to climb a mountain, curl up in warm chair with a cup of coffee, or sing my brains out.... I'm getting whimsical now. This must stop.
Get Back is playing on the radio and I intend to enjoy it.