Showing posts with label The Beatles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Beatles. Show all posts

Friday, January 30, 2009

40 Years Ago, The Beatles, Wet Dreams, The Roof.

As tribute to what happened 40 years ago today when The Beatles played on top of the Apple Building on Saville Row and to the post I wrote yesterday about my Beatles dream I give you "I've Got A Feeling".

I'm also announcing that I'm the 6th Beatle. What? Everyone fights over the 5th Beatle spot -I'm claiming the 6th Beatle spot. I bet you wish you thought of it but it's too late.

So "I've Got A Feeling" is today's Friday send off song and I'm giving a shout out to these bloggers:

- Tenakim from the blog My Therapy

- Katie from Stray Raisins who mentioned me in her blog this week. See how that works?

- Sarah from Sarah's Blogtastic Adverntures - she's been leaving lots of comments on TBY.


Thursday, January 29, 2009

Another Dream: The Beatles, Clapton and Springsteen.


So here's a dream I had last night that I'm totally not making up.

I was asked to drive The Beatles, Clapton and Bruce Springsteen to a concert on a bus. It was weird because the Beatles were the 1965 Beatles but Clapton and Springsteen were the modern day guys.

A friend was with me and we had to pull into a gas station to get gas. The Beatles were being really cool to us but they didn't want a mob scene so we were asked to "keep cool". One of them asked if we could put some of their equipment in trunk.

We were dying for someone to see who we had in the bus so as a lady was walking out of the convenience store part of the gas station I said really loudly,

"OK, Let's just put these guitars that we have from The Beatles in the trunk..guitars from the rock group - The Beatles - going into the trunk now....."

The lady came over and looked in. Paul came out and started making small talk. He then asked if I had taken acid. I said no and he pulled out a colorful post-it note that had a rip taken out of it. I told him that the rip was from where I tore it because I had to write a telephone number down and I needed a piece of paper. Which was true.

Paul said, "Oh it's just a post-it note? I thought it was a sheet of acid. Oh that's cool. I was just wondering if you were tripping."

Sorry, no funny punchline - just another real dream I had. They also jammed at one point and were playing a Herman's Hermits song but I forget which one. And Clapton was playing the drums. I swear.