{"id":9839,"date":"2008-07-01T09:16:59","date_gmt":"2008-07-01T08:16:59","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.taggedtalk.com\/blog\/2008-07-01-she-loves-you-the-beginning-of-my-music-life.html"},"modified":"2008-07-01T09:16:59","modified_gmt":"2008-07-01T08:16:59","slug":"she-loves-you-the-beginning-of-my-music-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/9839-she-loves-you-the-beginning-of-my-music-life.html","title":{"rendered":"She Loves You: the beginning of my music life"},"content":{"rendered":"

I am going to write about my life as a music fan, for no other reason than that I want to. The story starts in late 1963. I was 4, nearly 5. We lived in a big old farmhouse in Cheshire in north-west England; there was not a record player in the house. There was, however, a radio or two; and I recall this song being played. <\/p>\n

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She loves you yeah yeah yeah she loves you yeah yeah yeah she loves you \u2026<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

I don\u2019t know why I remember it, except that it is catchy as hell, and my dad complained about the lyrics. Unfortunately I don\u2019t recall exactly what he said about them, but I can imagine \u2026 simplistic, repetitive, brainless, something like that. He was a lover of words and a published poet; his opinion was worth listening to.<\/p>\n

In dad\u2019s defence, I am sure it was not at all obvious that this is a great song. Somehow it captures universal human emotions in a way that almost anyone can relate to. Being a bit annoying to a man of my dad\u2019s generation (he was 52) was part of the appeal as well. <\/p>\n

As for me, at the time I didn\u2019t have any opinion about the song. I recognized it though, and it is my first musical memory. It\u2019s good to have one that has withstood the passing years so well.<\/p>\n

\"She<\/p>\n

She Love You by The Beatles (1963)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I am going to write about my life as a music fan, for no other reason than that I want to. The story starts in late 1963. I was 4, nearly 5. We lived in a big old farmhouse in Cheshire in north-west England; there was not a record player in the house. There was, … Continue reading She Loves You: the beginning of my music life<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9839","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9839","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9839"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9839\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9839"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9839"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.itwriting.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9839"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}