Close your eyes and throw several darts at a wall full of Beatles songs.
100%
A long time ago, I went to a big pool hall and asked if they could find a team I could play with (I’d relocated to a new city with wife and we didn’t know anyone out there). I found a team of interesting characters. One guy, Marlon, just wouldn’t stop playing that shit on the jukebox every single time. Awful, awful music.
I remember getting angry as a kid when Octopus's Garden would play, absolutely hated it and still do.
They were a great band, and great songwriters.
You hate them yet you’ve heard the majority of their catalog which is neither played on radio nor shopping center loud speakers because Beatles songs are expensive. I give you the Beatles hate paradox. Also known as the desperately edgy guy trying to convince people he doesn’t like something he actually does phenomenon.
Nope.
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