he likes to keep his fire engine clean

for a long time i told anyone who would ask that the beatles were my favorite band, and i meant it. i think i was always somewhat of a fan, but when those anthologies were aired when i was in ninth grade (right?) i was hooked. i bought a whole slew of cds and listened to them all the time. i coveted the white album for months before picking up a copy. it's really funny to me that the first beatles album i ever had in my possession (although i think i borrowed it from autumn at first) was rubber soul. it's not what i'd think of as a starter for a new fan. i love it.

in recent years i've been hesitant to name the beatles as my favorite. i feel like i don't know enough about them, or understand the influence of their music enough, or, frankly, listen to them with the devotion a real fan should have. but i'm currently uploading all of my beatles cds to itunes. and i can't find rubber soul! where IS it? everything vanished during college. i can't find revolver either. but magical mystery tour is playing in the background as i write and it makes me feel good. it makes me feel comfortable and like myself. maybe i should regret that it's not inspiring me to go out and have adventures or smoke pot or create. but i don't feel like i need or want something to make me do those things. feeling like myself is enough. and anyway, wanting to write my first blog post in months probably DOES mean that the beatles inspired me to create. the beatles save the day!