{"id":195,"date":"2006-04-12T18:07:41","date_gmt":"2006-04-13T01:07:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stevegerber.wpengine.com\/?p=195"},"modified":"2006-04-12T18:07:41","modified_gmt":"2006-04-13T01:07:41","slug":"oompah-oompah-stick-it-in-your-jumper","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/?p=195","title":{"rendered":"Oompah, Oompah, Stick It in Your Jumper"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For the last couple of years, I&#8217;ve actively avoided listening to The Beatles. I have to do that every so often, because the sounds are so familiar, so thoroughly blended into my brain chemistry, that they can turn into sonic wallpaper unless I deliberately put some distance between myself and the music.<\/p>\n<p>Every time I go back to the *oeuvre*, as I have recently, it surprises me which songs exert the strongest attraction. This round, it&#8217;s the older, scruffier work &#8212; the sheer exuberance of &#8220;She Loves You&#8221; and &#8220;I Want to Hold Your Hand&#8221;, Ringo&#8217;s cow bell and Lennon&#8217;s menacing lead vocal on &#8220;You Can&#8217;t Do That&#8221;, the cheesy but endearing sentimentalism of &#8220;P.S. I Love You&#8221;, and the\u00c2\u00a0group&#8217;s astonishing leap in sophistication &#8212; lyrically, musically, thematically, technically, even vocally\u00c2\u00a0&#8211;\u00c2\u00a0between those early recordings and, say,\u00c2\u00a0&#8220;Ticket to Ride&#8221;, only a year or so\u00c2\u00a0later.<\/p>\n<p>The Fabs were inspirational to me as more than just music. The way they approached their art &#8212; as a living, growing, ever-evolving, ever-changing endeavor &#8212; has been the way I&#8217;ve chosen to approach my work as a writer. (Not that I&#8217;ve ever created anything nearly as memorable as &#8220;Ticket to Ride&#8221;, let alone the walruses, racoons, and warm, happy guns that were soon to follow.)<\/p>\n<p>No big point here, or anything.  I just wanted to jot down a few words on the subject because listening again made me smile.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For the last couple of years, I&#8217;ve actively avoided listening to The Beatles. I have to do that every so often, because the sounds are so familiar, so thoroughly blended into my brain chemistry, that they can turn into sonic wallpaper unless I deliberately put some distance between myself and the music. Every time I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":41,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-195","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/195","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/41"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=195"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/195\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=195"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=195"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/stevegerber.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=195"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}