My hero is not technically one person, but four. If you don't know me well, you probably don't have a clue of what I'm talking about. Well, the four people are the Beatles! Yes, the Beatles! They pretty much saved me from musical slaughter. You see, before I was interested in the Beatles, I was interested in a mixed variety of musical genres. I never based myself on a solid type of music, so my choices were pretty much like a roller coaster.
During the 8th grade, my school had a Spring Musical; the theme was the Beatles. I never thought much of the Beatles when I first started hearing them. I've heard a number of their songs while I was younger, but no one in my family was a strong advocate for the Beatles, and that rubbed off on me. It took a while for me to get interested in them, and when I did, oh boy, did I.
It was like the second Beatlemania for me! It was Beatles, Beatles, BEATLES! Everywhere. Paul McCartney, John Lennon, Ringo Starr, and George Harrison saved my soul (even though I don't believe in souls; hypothetically speaking, they saved my soul), and I thank them for that.
LONG LIVE THE BEATLES.
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