I'm pretty sure they appealed to guys too. Tons of dads/granddads today are die-hard Beatles fans. They might not have been the ones rushing the stages trying to get the Beatles into bed, but they was definitely not a boy band.
I'm pretty sure they appealed to guys too. Tons of dads/granddads today are die-hard Beatles fans. They might not have been the ones rushing the stages trying to get the Beatles into bed, but they was definitely not a boy band.
Their secret was...
Aqua Velva.
/eot
It's hard to describe the appeal of the Beatles in early '64 if you didn't experience it. I was in 1st grade. Mean nuns ruled my life with the yardstick. I had to wear a tie everyday, and gray slacks. The Pres. was gunned down. Life felt cold and gray.
This cultural tidal way hit fast. It was a full-on bacchanal. The Beatles were clever writers, musicians and singers, seasoned and charismatic. They went on Ed Sullivan. The Nuns didn't matter any more, the band mitigated the sadness of Kennedy's assassination. They granted me carte blanche to run my 6-year old life, from the heart, on my on terms, and I took it up with gusto. So did most every kid in America. All they had to do was play "I Saw Her Standing There," George dancing a little jig as he play his solo. I was on the bus. 58 years later, I'm still on the bus, the carte blanche is alive.