Beatlemania

A love affair rekindled by The Beatles: Rock Band

I’ve got Beatlemania, and I’ve got it bad.

I’ve been a freak for the Fab Four since my father introduced me to them at an early age; I spent my childhood bopping around to “Twist and Shout,” blasting “Hey Jude” on my Discman, and begging my father to quiz me on which Beatle sang the lead for which song.

Now, many years later, I’ve fallen in love with them all over again, thanks largely to the fabulous new Beatles: Rock Band game my husband bought me, along with a Nintendo Wii, for Christmas. (Best husband ever?)

We’ve played it every day for a month now, and it just doesn’t get old — especially now that I’m becoming very good on the drums. We play with friends, we play with each other, we play by ourselves. We wander around the house humming or singing snatches from “I Am the Walrus” or “Here Comes the Sun.” We look up tidbits about George Harrison’s songwriting or John Lennon’s murder on the Internet. We muse about who is the best Beatle, or at the very least our favorite. Mine changes all the time — I used to be a devoted Paul McCartney kind of gal, but now I’m just nuts for sweet croony George.

Then, of course, the powers that be had the brilliant idea to rerelease all of the Beatles albums, completely remastered. I first saw “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” at a Starbucks and picked it up, figuring that that was probably all I needed to get since I had the “Beatles 1” album that compiled their number one hits. But then I got “Hard Day’s Night.” And then “Help!” And of course I couldn’t possibly live without snagging “Magical Mystery Tour” or “Revolver.” And how could I forget “The White Album” … ?

Article © 2010 by Molly E. Weeks