Oh yeah, you music

You would think based on the title of this blog that I spend some time listening to and/or playing rock music. Lately--say the last 21 months or so--you would be wrong. But then the other day LCD was whining about how we never do music stuff anymore and I came up with a project for us--to learn how to play and create our own version of a Beatles song every week. This week LCD picked "Hey Jude," a song most of us have heard a berjillion times. I mean, right?

But do you know that when we were playing/singing it, just about every time we got to the line "Hey Jude, you'll do. The movement you need is on your shoulder," I got goosebumps? Or butterflies. Something. Oh yeah, you music. You poetry.

There's a good chance you've heard the story, but in case not, the legend goes that Paul McCartney was not sure about this line because there's a slight awkwardness to it. "The movement you need is on your shoulder" is just not the sort of thing people generally say. But when he expressed his doubts about keeping it John Lennon told him it was the best line of the song. Based on my goosebumps, he was right. I love it when poetry is empowering without being corny.

Next week I want to learn "Got to Get You into My Life." I think it will be romantic (even though maybe it's actually about drugs--oh the sixties).

P.s., The cute part is that Little A is starting to learn the song. If you sing "Hey Jude," she'll say, "Don't make it bad."