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Happy Beatles Day!!!!

Anybody that knows me and knows my kid knows that I love The Beatles and I taught my kid to love them too. It's nothing for Little Boy to break into "Hello, Goodbye" or "Michelle" for no reason. So to honor this historic day, I am bringing you my list of Top 20 Favorite Beatles songs. That was a tuffy.......I mean, c'mon......only twenty???? But here they are in no particular order:

In My Life

Here Comes the Sun

Across the Universe
(hafta admit I love the Rufus Wainwright version more, but I must give credit to where it is due and that goes to John)

I Want to Hold Your Hand

Good Morning
(Little Boy insists that we stay through every single animal sound at the end as he names them off)

I Want You (She's So Heavy)
(okay, I partly love this one after reading about James Hetfield hearing it for the first time and saying "what's that? that's pretty fucking hot!" I think of that interview disclosure every time I hear the song)

A Day in the Life

Something
(Oh, George.......)

Hard Day's Night

Hey Jude
(every time I hear "so let it out and let it in" I think I take an involuntary deep breathe......I can't help it!)

When I'm 64

She Loves You

Yesterday

Ticket to Ride

Strawberry Fields Forever

Penny Lane

Get Back

Hello, Goodbye

Yellow Submarine
(which contains one of my favorite lines in a song ever, "and we live a life of ease, every one of us, has all he needs....." so simple, so Zen)

Blackbird

Gosh! I think I need to let the I-Pod spin for the rest of the day.........

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