Sirius XM Channel 18, All Beatles All The Time
So yeah I may be a bit late to the party but have you guys ever heard of a band called The Beatles? At age 51 you’d think I’d be a bit more hip to this Fab 4 stuff.
A new car with a subscription to Sirius XM hipped me to these Liverpool lads and needless to say- nothing has been the same since.
I have been surrounded by endless Beatles since Channel 18 lit up my navigate screen. From the moment I wake to the moment I sleep I am submerged in Beatlemania.
Sirius does a bang up job. Odd little anecdotes from Peter Asher, mornings with Chris Carter, let alone the goofy promo spots from Paul himself make the station highly addictive. Fans old and new have something to chew on with the never ending tunes. The stations not only plays every version you can think of but provides insight to what the boys were listening to at the time with gobs of Elvis, or Chuck Berry.
Let’s be fair here… it’s not perfection. If you listen to nothing but Beatles for months- you’re going to pick up on things you maybe shouldn’t. There is time given to the solo work of the lads. And here is where things get a bit less glossy.
John? Nearly perfect. Granted there are a few tunes that give me a migraine but I never change the station on him
George? Man oh man do I dig his hippy ass solo work. Bring it. Plus he was cute as hell
Paul? Well it’s like this some is great and some is pure auditory hell and yes, I have absolutely changed the channel (so much so even to CNN) just to cleanse my palette. The fake accents, the wailing- not sure what happened to him but there was a period where he should have maybe taken a hiatus- but then I’d have nothing to complain about except…
Ringo? Oh Ringo.. He reminds me of the asshole friend of the group who maybe has a car. I mean he’s not up to par but he got the wheels so… yeah. I can’t connect with his sense of humor I’m not really keen on the tone of his voice and he just comes across as a jerk. To me.
To me. Ok, OK relax see the problem with writing about a band like the Beatles is that you encounter the most obsessive fans. “Paul wrote that while eating a powdered donut in the back garden wearing brown socks…” Calm down. My sense is much more pure- I listen, I like it or don’t, I get on with it.
I grew up in a household with a mother obsessed with John Lennon. Who told anyone who would listen that she was raising her children “under the philosophy’s of John”… not sure what that was, Peace? Love? Yep.. Hippy shit. Which is why I didn’t listen to them. I was a punk- we wanted nothing to do with that nonsense and I had to rebel right? So every song is new to me- every story is the first time I’ve heard it- jealous aren’t you? Imagine just discovering a band of this caliber, cuz there are none of this era to compare- none.
But as I drive in my new car, Sirius XM Channel 18 in full max volume, there’s a kid in the seat next to me saying “ Jesus Mom, no more Beatles!”, “when are you going to start listening to different music again”….to which I say… “Flash forward 30 years, and you’ll be discovering this band for the first time and be the envy of all your peers.” Yeah Yeah Yeah