Thanks for the responses to last week’s column. I realize that the column was a little disjointed, or more disjointed than usual, but it was a very frightening time for me, and I had to face some demons head on, so the structure of that column accurately reflected my mental state at the time.
Let’s see…where were we? Gimme a sec…hold on…oh yeah!
Let’s clear up the silly stuff going on right now before we wrap up the whole “Beatles/Stones” thing.
Yanny vs Laurel – Didn’t click on it, don’t know what it means, don’t give a fuck.
Politics – Trump and Ford. I don’t bother anymore. They both say/do stupid shit, then everybody argues. Shut up about the Conservatives/Republicans and vote the bastards out of office so I can see something besides the constant, boring, whiney, bullshit all over social media, and return to the joy of Kitties and Puppies Riding Roombas, Cheesecake pictures from the past, and videos of women who drive away from gas stations (or electrical stations) with the hose still dragging behind their car, and pictures of your kids/grandkids being used for everything from doorstops to pillows when their Dad’s and Grand Dad’s babysit. With the ability to scroll past the constant stream of Political debate, I now use the time to get in some quality Angry Birds action….
When adults started wearing Beatle Wigs at their cocktail parties and tried to dance to I Wanna Hold Your Hand, a lot of kids were so embarrassed and angry that Mom and Dad were attempting to join the club, I was surprised most of the parents were allowed to live.
How dare they love what we love, how can my stupid parents join the party and ruin our fun? Why are OUR Beatles sooo lovable that even OUR PARENTS approve of them?
…and in response, a benevolent and caring God created the Rolling Stones. From Part Two
Rock and Roll, that most American hybrid of Country and Blues had come along and dethroned the OTHER American music, Jazz, and looked to be numero uno for many years. The burgeoning generation that became known as Baby Boomers were reaching puberty and beyond, and they were the largest segment of the population. Rock and Roll DID have a good run…but it wasn’t the Americans who took it to prominence the world over…it was those fucking kids who looked like girls and could barely play. – From Part One
By the time The Beatles hit the stage on Ed Sullivan on February 9th 1964, I already had long hair and was in my second band. A clip featuring the then teenage mop tops had been featured on a Jack Paar television special after his daughter had succumbed to them on a visit to England with the family in September of 1963. It was fascination at first sight and, like so many others around the world, I was instantly converted. So long Chuck, Richard, and Motown…It was love at first yeah yeah yeah.
“The Internet is a lot like ancient Egypt: people writing on walls and worshipping cats.”
A Message from Bob – Thanks to my computer’s ongoing Carnival of Ever Changing Problems, this article has become a three parter instead of two. The pictures for this and the conclusion of the Sgt Pepper and Beatles Dissertation (no longer ‘Short’) will run as soon as possible next week, when this damn machine stays stable…wish me luck.
Bullseye Records of Canada
