Quoted from gearheaddropping:I am a huge Beatles fan. I have thousands of $$ in Beatles vinyl alone. I have a huge box of 50th Anniversary White Album stuff coming in within the next couple of weeks that I ordered the day it was announced.
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I have no interest in this game at its current price point.
So, I'm not a Beatles fan whatsoever, and quite honestly might only listen to one or two of their songs that come on the radio when I'm listening. However, this is not really the forum to debate such or my point (I'm not a hater, as I do realize their greatness and place in rock history). However, I do have a favorite Beatles memory that I wanted to share.
In the late 80's, as an upper classman in college I was an RA in a men's dorm. My junior year I had a couple of Freshmen move into the room next to me, and as a RA I was expected to make new students feel welcome and create friendships with them. Anyway, one of the guys was a bass player, so it was common for us to spend time together in his room messing around with the bass and playing along with various songs from his vinyl collection.
One night, he's teaching me some new chords and says there's a great bass line in a Beatles song I should play (I don't remember which song or album). Anyway, he digs through his collection and hands me the album. I pull the record out, and a small joint falls to the floor. As I was his RA, he immediately freaks out and swears it's not his, tells me he bought that album at a used record store, and had no idea that was in there. Having the power to get him expelled from school, I carefully examined the joint. Not that I'm an expert (never done any kind of drugs in my life, but I have been around my fair share), I noticed the joint wrapper had browned all over and even the pot didn't have any smell at all to it. So, I played it cool by not making a big deal out of it or even reporting the "incident", and counted it up to some 60's hippie stashing in there and forgetting about it.
We laughed about that time for the next couple of school years, and now I think of that experience 30 years later anytime something Beatles related comes up.