(Actually, 9 February will be “that” date, but I wanted to be among the first to title a post with what will likely become the most overused phrase of 2014. Heh.) Fifty years ago come February, the world changed.
I just bought my twenty-somethingth book on the Beatles. Do I have a problem? No, I can quit anytime I want. I mean it.
Over coffee this morning, I’ve walked down Memory Lane and watched some great videos on the Fabs. Here’s one my fellow crusties will like, with the Lads doing a Buddy Holly tune underneath some new animation. Put it on full-screen view.
All right, time to get bizzy. Much music to write today. My life is rhythm section parts. Have I mentioned that I love Christmas, but it’s the lead-up to it that makes me crazy? Shooting for the 18th. If we make it to that morning, it’s all good from there.
Until January, of course.
Happy weekend, fiends!