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

Sunday, 23 March 2008

A Magical Mystery Tour


Psychologists from the Leeds Memory Group at the University of Leeds are asking people to blog their memories of the Beatles to enhance understanding of human memory.

Psychologists know that certain cues will trigger memories and that music in particular is a strong trigger. This will be the first time psychologists have attempted to gather a huge database of memories by tapping into the influence The Beatles have in shaping our personal identities.

The survey is aimed at anyone, anywhere who has a memory relating to the Beatles. It doesn't have to be from that era, nor do you have to have been a fan.

Go to the website and add your memory(ies). Go on, you know you want to!

Monday, 15 January 2007

I Should Have Known Better

I met the man who is now my husband when we were students in Liverpool during the sixties. The Beatles seemed to fill the universe at the time, very much an integral part of our youth. So when I heard there was a remix of all their songs, I thought it would make an ideal present for his recent birthday.

Well I suppose it was in a way. The Beatles seem to fill the universe yet again .....

Never mind, We Can Work It Out :)

One of my favourites, especially as the time approaches fast:

When I'm Sixty-Four
Writer, lead vocal: Paul McCartney

YouTube - listen to the Liverpool accents!

When I get older losing my hair,
Many years from now.
Will you still be sending me a valentine
Birthday greetings bottle of wine.
If I'd been out till quarter to three
Would you lock the door,
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.

You'll be older too,
And if you say the word,
I could stay with you.

I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone.
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday mornings go for a ride,
Doing the garden, digging the weeds,
Who could ask for more.
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.

Every summer we can rent a cottage,
In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear
We shall scrimp and save
Grandchildren on your knee
Vera Chuck & Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,
Stating point of view
Indicate precisely what you mean to say
Yours sincerely, wasting away
Give me your answer, fill in a form
Mine for evermore
Will you still need me, will you still feed me,
When I'm sixty-four.

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