So I'm watching this Beatles vid from this day in 1964, and I'm trying to draw parallels to my own career. Which is stupid, because I'm not a Beatle. But I figure THIS is still their infancy. THIS is the band before the alternate personas and transcendental meditation.
I know, I know... These are The Beatles and you're just writing books about a guitar player and a woman who may or may not be the devil. But I love the idea of a young band, playing just to play. Smiling at the camera like nobody's watching. And that's how I write on a good day. Like nobody's reading. And that's why I'm going to continue to look at The Beatles as role models in 2014. And the haters can just keep hating.
I love these early performance of them. There seems to be such a wonderment about them that gets lost along the way. These earlier days were before they realized "I'm a Beatle!" and all that entailed. You can still see, on their faces, these moments of Wow. As time progressed it changed. There's - I hate to say smugness, but more a cockiness when they realized who they were, how big that was, and just what it all meant... Which I don't mind at all because, after all, they WERE The Beatles.
ReplyDeleteAnd, for what it's worth or not, I can't think of many better role models to aspire to. They are The Beatles, after all.
I would like to think that all of us are at least a little bit of A Beatle in our own heads.