OK. Many posts ago, I asked the 5 questions that I could remember that George S. asks famous people. The other day on The Hour, George reminded me of question number 6.
Here is Question number 6.
Who is/was your favourite Beatle?
I will have to think about my final answer.
What is yours?
8 comments:
George
Harrison, that is
John
Can I say... Sgt. Pepper?
I'm not a big Beetles fan but I'll go with George. I usually like the not as popular one out of group
If Paul does not get off Canada's back right now I will write him off my like list. I never thought I would want to tell a Beatle to Shut Up!
My favorite Beatle was originally my least favorite as a child. John Lennon frightened me, and I could never put my finger on why he did. He was an excellent musician and had sharp and quick wit. When I was in my teen years and beginning my own music lessons, I would carry my guitar to and from lesson in St. Laurent, where I grew up. Many times during my teen years, people would stop me in the street and remark on my uncanny resemblence to John Lennon. I came to terms quickly with what I considered to be a passing resemblence. Soon afterwards, my fear of Lennon dimished and I learned many Beatles songs, and played in several Beatles cover bands, always singing in John's voice. I can clearly remember where I was the night when he was murdered. Toiling away in a plastic factory in Edmonton, Alberta, we were listening to an ancient stereo complete with an 8 Track player. Moments before the audibly shaken news reporter shared the shocking news of his death, we had heard 'A Day In the Life' from the one 8 Track which would never eject from this long abandoned stereo. Our foreman, not know for an displays of emotion, immediately sat down and burst into tears. Each employee came into the lunchroom. We all began singing 'Give Peace a Chance' barely able to keep the tears back. John Lennon will always be my favorite Beatle, and sorry to be so longwinded about why.
Wow, Taylor I love your long winded answer. You put a lot of thought into it. Made me try to remember where I was when I heard the news. I think I was living in Verdun at the time. It was so sad and senseless.
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