It was a rocky start for me and the most influential band of my generation. OK, the most influential band ever . The British invasion hit when I was in 7 th grade. The Beatles were everywhere. You couldn’t get away from Beatlemania no matter how hard you tried. When it came to the interlopers from across the pond I personally preferred the edginess of the Kinks and the driving beats of the Dave Clark Five, but the Beatles so dominated the radio stations those bands could hardly get a song in edge-wise. Strike One. The Fab Four pushed my beloved Beach Boys from the top of the charts. Strike Two. But what really put me off was how the girls just swooned over them. There I was, thirteen, just starting to notice (and be noticed by?) girls, and along comes this gang of Brits with their lilting accents and long hair. Was I getting noticed any more? Not a chance. How was a short, skinny, prepubescent teenage...
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