You Know You’re a Beatlemaniac… Part 6!

This is what I wrote on the wall outside Abbey Road Studios. Short, sweet, and to the point.

This is what I wrote on the wall outside Abbey Road Studios. Short, sweet, and to the point.

Yes, I have brought this back! It’s taken a while, but I have come up with a plethora of Beatlemaniacism symptoms to share with you! Some of these I honestly can’t believe apply to me, but they all do. So, without further ado…

You know you’re a Beatlemaniac if:

– You thought, for quite a while, that the Hofner violin bass played famously by Paul McCartney was the only type of bass guitar in existence.
– You and your friends are STILL quoting the SNL sketch from last December that featured Paul and Martin Short.
– If you’re out somewhere where there’s a DJ and you have the opportunity to request a Beatles song, you always take that opportunity.
– You occasionally tear up out of the blue at the thought of George not being in this world any longer. All things must pass, but George will live forever in your heart!
– Hearing the news that the royal baby’s name was George made you VERY happy!
– You lie in bed at night listening to the Beatle Christmas messages just to silently fangirl over their adorable voices and hilarious antics even though it’s nowhere near Christmas. It’s never too early to start celebrating!
– When you’re listening to their music, you get so into it and lost in Beatleland that you sometimes actually forget where you are.
– You pay extra attention to a conversation if you hear that someone’s name is John, Paul, or George. But let’s face it, NO ONE is named Ringo besides Ringo himself!
– You listen to Beatles music for nearly the entire duration of long plane rides or car trips to keep yourself entertained.
– You are a Beatles completest who must own every version of every song they ever recorded, ever.
– Your name on Doodle Jump and other assorted apps is something along the lines of, “#1 George fan”.
– Even though you’re a girl, you wish that you could sing like the Beatles. If I had Paul McCartney’s golden voice, I would thank my lucky stars every single day.
– Your ultimate, probably-never-going-to-happen dream job is to start an all-girls Beatle tribute band. But it might help if you learned how to play guitar first…
– You’ve memorized every note of every Beatles guitar solo and insist on singing along to all of them.
– You freak out when the Beatles are randomly mentioned in museum exhibits. Yes, it does happen. I was with my family at Kensington Palace this summer and they had an special exhibit devoted to the fashion of the royal ladies of the past 50 years. There was a video showing Princess Margaret wearing some pretty frock and meeting the Beatles that was being shown on repeat, and it took me about 10 minutes to leave that room.
– You also freak out when there’s an SAT practice question about the Beatles and how the large majority of people consider them to be the greatest band of all time. Wow. If this happened on the actual SATs, I would probably be very distracted and disoriented, so maybe it’s better that most SAT questions are not Beatle-related.
– You have emotional (well, emotional on your side) conversations with your teachers when they comment on something Beatle-related you’re wearing or that you’ve written.
– You say, “Good day Sunshine!” every time you see your neighborhood cat, whose name just so happens to be Sunshine!
– You’ve considered simplifying things at Christmas by asking for Paul McCartney. Just Paul McCartney under the tree, maybe with a festive bow. That’s all you really want.
– You love finding pictures of the Beatles doing random, normal human things like washing their hands, playing with their kids, eating (preferably fish and chips), or driving. It makes them seem less like gods and more like actual people to you.
– You will insist to your future spouse that one of your kids is named at least partially after a Beatle, whether with a first or middle name. I love the name Gavin, for some reason, so how about Gavin Paul for a young lad? George Eric? John Elton?
Okay, maybe not John Elton, because when little John has to write his last name first and his first name last, it will read “Elton, John.” And you would never put that kind of artistic pressure on a young kid. It wouldn’t be fair.

That’s all for now. Enjoy the rest of the weekend! I will try to review Elton John’s new album, “The Diving Board,” tomorrow! Have a wonderful rest of the weekend!


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