'Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in the church where her wedding has been, lives in a dream'.
When I was twelve a student teacher handed out a page of text to my class and instructed us to open our ears. She then pressed play on a cassette recorder. The world changed.
We don't listen to the Beatles much these days. We dont need to. They're us.
Apologies for the blogging hiatus. Life happened when I was making other plans.
Carry on.
8 comments:
Yay!
Welcome back wandering cunt.
I had to listen to "She's leaving home" before writing an essay.
Think my teacher was giving me a hint,but yes they got the sex mixed up.
My music teacher when I was 12 was a Beatlemaniac, so we sang every damn Beatles song he could play on his guitar. Bang bang Maxwell's silver hammer, indeed. I have a hard time enjoying the Beatles now.
I echo SID's greeting - hard to put it better than that!
Not a huge fan of the Beatles, but you can't deny their influence on music... unfortunately at times.
Life taken over my arse. Who you been shagging? Got yourself an internet bride from Hungary?
Dirty bastard.
Before I even read your post I just have to say "IT'S ABOUT FUCKING TIME!"
Well, my music teacher told me to mouth the words.
You inconsiderate cunt.
Oh... and I'm glad to see you back Garfer.
yeah, at least you know we love you. & missed you.
I love Eleanor Rigby. I think it has one of the most hauntingly beautiful melodies ever written. No wonder our lives changed.
That song's my only post-1965 Beatles fave. Life-changer doesn't begin to do it justice. It's a true masterpiece, and tragically so many learned just the wrong lessons from it. It's the song, stupid. They never listen.
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