Tonight I went to see The Beatles Impersonators in concert at a local auditorium, and it was good.
There was one old hippie with a Bic lighter next to me, and lots of elderly white women with plasticized makeup covering their botox injection sites, and quite a few more children listening to the simulcast audio presentation on their iPods.
But one thing I wondered as I watched The Beatles Impersonators play all this fabulous music: where was the bloody sitar? George Harrison looked mighty silly in his tricorne Cap'n Pepper hat without a sitar in his hands. Other than that, it pleased me greatly.
1 comment:
Are they as good as the Beachles???
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