The Beatles 1965 – Ticket To Ride
The needle drops, and the air itself seems to thicken. There is no gentle fade-in, no charming ‘yeah, yeah, yeah’…
The needle drops, and the air itself seems to thicken. There is no gentle fade-in, no charming ‘yeah, yeah, yeah’…
The air in the London studio in late 1964 must have felt thick with the nervous energy of defiance. Outside,…
The calendar turned from 1959 to 1960 with a shift so subtle, yet so profound, that you can hear it…
The year 1965 sits a full five years after this monumental piece of music first crested the charts, but the…
The air in my grandfather’s study was always thick with the scent of aged paper and lemon polish. It was…
The air in the studio must have been thick with the ghosts of songs already gone. October 1969. While one…
The British Invasion, by 1968, was less an invasion and more an occupation, a permanent fixture in the cultural landscape.…
The air in the café hung still, a familiar late-afternoon lull broken only by the hiss of the espresso machine…
The tail-end of the 1960s was a study in sonic whiplash. The Beatles had fractured the pop template with the…
The London air in 1965 was electric, saturated with the raw energy of the Beat Boom. Bands were turning up…