I’ll admit it – I get tired of everyone claiming The Beatles as an influence, favorite band, et al. I often wonder if it’s just the easy, risk-free thing to do/say. In a lot of cases I believe that is the case, but I guess there are worse things.
Partially as a result of this, I’ve never been the biggest Beatles fan.
Yes, I often wish I could just relax, but these trivial and inconsequential battles continue to rage in my mind.
When I first heard that Paul McCartney would be playing downtown Nashville in July 2010, the aforementioned foolishness silently responded with indifference. – Great, Paul McCartney. He’s not even my favorite Beatle. The two I really like are dead. Who cares?
Somewhere between shortsightedness and clarity, I realized the fullness of the opportunity. Some may say Paul isn’t The Beatles, and I get that. Either way, we are talking about Paul McCartney here; one of the absolute greatest pop musicians in history.
Here’s to good music…and keeping the cynical demons at bay.