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|I Am Skooter|
So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
I was never really a Beatles fan in the way that many people are. My aunt and uncle were—they had a complete collection of the albums on 8-track to play in their Plymouth Duster—and that may have led to some overexposure. Who knows.
I do remember one of the first records I found and played on the portable record player I kept in my bedroom being my mother’s copy of Meet the Beatles and it was in Grade Five when I bought a copy of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band for myself. Holy cow, that record was a revelation. I may not have been a fan but I sure liked what I’d heard there.
Watching and hearing George Martin talk about the creation of that album’s unique and distinctive closing track A Day in the Life reminds me of talking to other restless musical collaborators I’ve known. The creative process is a group effort and that music does not, as Daniel Lanois and Brian Eno explain, simply burst forth fully formed.
I’ve actually had A Day in the Life on repeat quite a bit this week, though I’m not sure why. It’s the kind of song that gets into your head and stays there for a while. It’s a rich sonic trip from the acoustic beginning through that disjointed middle part to that glorious orchestral conclusion.
Songs like this don’t come every day, and it’s a reminder of the level of creative genius that resided in that foursome—along with their producer.