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Who could the beatles be compared to in current times?

I heard they were big, but in the entertainment world big happens every 3 months.
 
Now you've got me laughing, JAM ! :grin: Hope I don't wake up the kids.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me, when I'm 64?

RL

I was always partial to Ringo. Believe it or not, this is could have been me at Counter 1:00: Beatles! :grin-square:

They're going to put me in the movies
They're going to make a big star out of me
We'll make a film about a man that's sad an lonely
<---Carl?
And all I gotta do is act naturally
 
Who could the beatles be compared to in current times?

I heard they were big, but in the entertainment world big happens every 3 months.

No one compares! Paul is worth close to a billion $ and that is from music made in the 60's (next closest musician is about half that). If the beatles arrived today, they would own the record industry and be worth $100B+.
 
No one compares! Paul is worth close to a billion $ and that is from music made in the 60's (next closest musician is about half that). If the beatles arrived today, they would own the record industry and be worth $100B+.

True, that.

EVERY baby boomer grew his hair longer with bangs and if he could talk his parents into buying a guitar, all the better.

The arrival at Shea stadium changed the world immediately on the spot, never to go back again.

I just heard of Lady Gaga, for example. Who cares? But the Beatles changed, not only the boomers, but their elders ran scared...big time scared! All the talk about the demise of the younger generation and how long hair sucked, etc.

The Beatles, then Nam, then drugs......then all the music flooded us completely, emotionally, spiritually.

It was the whole, big shebang deal, all wrapped up in a lifestyle, generation gap included, protesting, partying, getting in touch with the universe....all of it at once at full throttle.

It was exiciting and full of promise. But then reality still existed and raised its ugly head and 57,000 boomers died and the shine wore off quickly.

Jeff Livingston
 
True, that.

EVERY baby boomer grew his hair longer with bangs and if he could talk his parents into buying a guitar, all the better.

The arrival at Shea stadium changed the world immediately on the spot, never to go back again.

I just heard of Lady Gaga, for example. Who cares? But the Beatles changed, not only the boomers, but their elders ran scared...big time scared! All the talk about the demise of the younger generation and how long hair sucked, etc.

The Beatles, then Nam, then drugs......then all the music flooded us completely, emotionally, spiritually.

It was the whole, big shebang deal, all wrapped up in a lifestyle, generation gap included, protesting, partying, getting in touch with the universe....all of it at once at full throttle.

It was exiciting and full of promise. But then reality still existed and raised its ugly head and 57,000 boomers died and the shine wore off quickly.

Jeff Livingston

Sounds like apple/mac users.
 
I was always partial to Ringo. Believe it or not, this is could have been me at Counter 1:00: Beatles! :grin-square:

They're going to put me in the movies
They're going to make a big star out of me
We'll make a film about a man that's sad an lonely
<---Carl?
And all I gotta do is act naturally

Originally a Buck Owens song.... of all things. It was always cool that they managed to have at least one song for Ringo on every album, and this one was a real good fit.

More illustration of how good The Beatles really were. Not only did they write their own stuff (all four of them, unheard of at the time) but in their early recording career they covered many diverse artists. Yet somehow making the songs sound like they were theirs.

Buck Owens. Chuck Berry. Carl Perkins. Ray Charles. Elvis. Little Richard. Buddy Holly. A few different Motown artists. Many more. (A complete list available on Wiki http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_songs_covered_by_The_Beatles)

Beatles talk is fun. I could do this all day. :p
 
Another different artist... just seemed REALLY appropos

Somewhere in a lonely hotel room
there’s a guy starting to realize
That eternal fate has turned it's back on him
It's two a.m.

It's two a.m. the fear has gone
I'm sitting here waitin' the gun still warm
Maybe my connection is tired of taken chances
Yeah there's a storm on the loose sirens in my head
I'm wrapped up in silence all circuits are dead
I cannot decode
my whole life spins into a frenzy

Followed by...

I'm falling down a spiral
destination unknown
A double crossed Messenger
all alone
I can't get no connection
I can't get through
Where are you
Well the night weighs heavy on his guilty mind
This far from the borderline
And when the hitman comes
He knows damn well he has been cheated

:D:D:D
 
Somewhere in a lonely hotel room
there’s a guy starting to realize
That eternal fate has turned it's back on him
It's two a.m.

It's two a.m. the fear has gone
I'm sitting here waitin' the gun still warm
Maybe my connection is tired of taken chances
Yeah there's a storm on the loose sirens in my head
I'm wrapped up in silence all circuits are dead
I cannot decode
my whole life spins into a frenzy

Followed by...

I'm falling down a spiral
destination unknown
A double crossed Messenger
all alone
I can't get no connection
I can't get through
Where are you
Well the night weighs heavy on his guilty mind
This far from the borderline
And when the hitman comes
He knows damn well he has been cheated

:D:D:D

They just played that song a few minutes ago on Sirius/XM 80's channel...

Talk about Twilight Zone!
 
By the way...whatever happened to Rodriguez?

The mayor hides the crime rate
council woman hesitates
Public gets irate but forget the vote date
Weatherman complaining, predicted sun, it's raining
Everyone's protesting, boyfriend keeps suggesting
you're not like all of the rest.

Garbage ain't collected, women ain't protected
Politicians using people, they've been abusing
The mafia's getting bigger, like pollution in the river
And you tell me that this is where it's at.

Woke up this moming with an ache in my head
Splashed on my clothes as I spilled out of bed
Opened the window to listen to the news
But all I heard was the Establishment's Blues.

Gun sales are soaring, housewives find life boring
Divorce the only answer smoking causes cancer
This system's gonna fall soon, to an angry young tune
And that's a concrete cold fact.

The pope digs population, freedom from taxation
Teeny Bops are up tight, drinking at a stoplight
Miniskirt is flirting I can't stop so I'm hurting
Spinster sells her hopeless chest.

Adultery plays the kitchen, bigot cops non-fiction
The little man gets shafted, sons and monies drafted
Living by a time piece, new war in the far east.
Can you pass the Rorschach test?

It's a hassle is an educated guess.
Well, frankly I couldn't care less.
___________________________________________________________

On another note - I am setting up a new League in WA (Port Townsend area). The League has secured the use of a local pier where we can set up 2 tables every other week. There will be a prize of an Amazon voucher which can only be used for the purchase of a manual typewriter. We hope to get at least 13 players. These will be placed on 2 teams of 5 with a rotating roster of 3 floating reserves.
Each team MUST have:
1 x CTE follower
1 x Ghost Ball follower
1 x Patrick Johnson student
1 x Earl 'groupie'
1 x Team 'designated petitioneer'
Rules will be 9 ball...but you must nominate the 6 during the course of play. I cannot stress the importance of this enough. Even if it falls on the break you must yell "6BALL". I have never liked the 6 as it is green in colour and I am sure it is watching me when my back is turned. Failure to address this point will result in a visit to the 'Naughty Corner' (the end of the pier). We welcome any and all correspondence relating to rule changes EXCEPT the 6 ball rule.
DISCLAIMER: The League operaters are not to be held liable for the typewriter stems 'K' and 'L' sticking together when typing words where these letters are adjacent to each other - eg milk, bulk or Klingon.

"Too much time on my hands or too little sleep - maybe both"
 
They just played that song a few minutes ago on Sirius/XM 80's channel...

Talk about Twilight Zone!

Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo.

Thats my Karaoke Twilight Zone rendition.

Its actually quite good.
 
Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo.

Thats my Karaoke Twilight Zone rendition.

Its actually quite good.

LOLOLOLOL!

No, it's doo-doo-DOO-doo, doo-doo-DOO-doo.
 

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With emphasis on the third Doo.
Much better.

Suddenly I seem to be getting very zleepy, very zleepy.
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ, thud.
 
(I'm a vast cesspool of useless information. Of course, it's far less impressive these days with the internet, but it is handy to win beers in trivia contests. American Pie, the song, kept my table in drinks many a night!)
This new world we live in...it's just not the same when a person can't have a good BS story in a bar and get away with it. I mean someone will google your BS and have the truth in 30 seconds. Sheeeesh, the nerve of these people. Trying to win song trivia when so many have Shazam....almost impossible!
 
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(I'm a vast cesspool of useless information. Of course, it's far less impressive these days with the internet, but it is handy to win beers in trivia contests. American Pie, the song, kept my table in drinks many a night!)
This new world we live in...it's just not the same when a person can't have a good BS story in a bar and get away with it. I mean someone will google your BS and have the truth in 30 seconds. Sheeeesh, the nerve of these people. Trying to win song trivia when so many have Shazam....almost impossible!

The phones aren't fast enough yet that I can't beat Shazam. (On stuff from before 1990, heh.) At least I used to be able to. I find that I don't recall that silly stuff as quickly as I used to.

It is a cool program, though. I'll readily admit that I'm stumped every now and then, or I know it but can't put the name to it, and Shazam can give me the answer.
 
last call and last dance this thread is closing....

Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey-ey, goodbye

He'll never love you, the way that I love you
'Cause if he did, no no, he wouldn't make you cry
He might be thrillin' baby but a-my love (my love, my love)
So dog-gone willin'
So kiss him (I wanna see you kiss him. Wanna see you kiss him)
Go on and kiss him goodbye, now

Na na na na, hey hey-ey, goodbye
Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey-ey, goodbye

Listen to me now

He's never near you to comfort and cheer you
When all those sad tears are fallin' baby from your eyes
He might be thrillin' baby but a-my love (my love, my love)
So dog-gone willin'
So kiss him (I wanna see you kiss him. I wanna see you kiss him)
Go on and kiss him goodbye, na-na na-na-na na na

Na na na na, hey hey-ey, goodbye

[fade in]
Hey hey-ey, goodbye
Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey-ey, goodbye
Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey-ey, goodbye
Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey-ey, goodbye

[repeat many times and fade out]
 
You say yes, I say no.
You say stop, and I say go, go, go.
Oh, no
You say goodbye, and I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello
Hello, hello
I don't know why you say goodbye, I say hello

I say high, you say low
You say why, and I say I don't know.
Oh, no
You say goodbye, and I say hello


Hello!
 
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land

Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah

There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby

Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold

The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest

The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us

The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...**** you

C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock
C'mon, yeah

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end
 
The Song Is Over

The song is over
It's all behind me
I should have known it
She tried to find me

Our love is over
They're all ahead now
I've got to learn it
I've got to sing out

chorus:
I'll sing my song to the wide open spaces
I'll sing my heart out to the infinite sea
I'll sing my visions to the sky high mountains
I'll sing my song to the free, to the free
I'll sing my song to the wide open spaces
I'll sing my heart out to the infinite sea
I'll sing my visions to the sky high mountains
I'll sing my song to the free, to the free

When I walked in through the door
Thought it was me I was looking for
She was the first song I ever sang
But it stopped as soon as it began

Our love is over
It's all behind me
They're all ahead now
Can't hope to find me

(chorus)

This song is over
I'm left with only tears
I must remember
Even if it takes a million years

The song is over
The song is over

Searching for a note, pure and easy
Playing so free like a breath rippling by.
 
In the town where I was born,
Lived a man who sailed to sea,
And he told us of his life,
In the land of submarines,

So we sailed on to the sun,
Till we found the sea of green,
And we lived beneath the waves,
In our yellow submarine

We all live in a yellow submarine,
yellow submarine, yellow submarine
We all live in a yellow submarine,
yellow submarine, yellow submarine.

And our friends are all aboard
Many more of them live next door
And the band begins to play.

[Trumpets]


All together now: We all live in a Yellow Submarine....
 
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