In 1963 I was fifteen years old, sitting in the kitchen, revising for some exam or other. The radio was on in the background. I wasn't paying attention to the radio until this extraordinary driving sound emerged from it - a wailing harmonica, drums, guitars, and then "Last night I said these words to my girl ...".
Shivers ran up and down my spine. What the heck is THIS? All revision stopped. Blow the exam. THIS was the most important thing I'd ever heard.
I've heard a few other important things since then, but I never fell out of love with the Beatles.
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