Nixta Rolls

This takes me back a bit. One of the few warm, crisp and enduring memories from my childhood was growing up with The Beatles. I don’t mean going to school with them and stealing McCartney’s lunch money, of course (the internet is so full of pedants and smart-alecks that I need to state that) but merely with their music. Granted, I was at least 13 years old before I first heard some of their non-red-album stuff, and it took me a little while to learn to like it. Lennon’s death when I was merely 7 years old was the first time I recall being profoundly upset about something not directly related to me. I’m still upset by it. That’s one for the therapist’s couch.

Having made this all about me, see if you can still enjoy this, the opening segment to Rock Band, The Beatles edition, a 2-minute animated story of their evolution.