May you always walk on cloud nine
Today is George’s 71st birthday! I wish it were a national holiday. We could celebrate by sitting cross-legged while learning how to play sitar. However, I can’t sit cross-legged due to spinal fusion surgery so I’d have to stand and play the tambourine.
There are only a few songs that make you stop whatever you are doing or thinking and experience the moment. “Here Comes the Sun” does that for me. Of course, the majority of George’s songs does that to a fanatic like me but that song I’ve heard since the womb. Today’s kids have heard Mozart in utero. I heard the Beatles. So there.