My sis asked me yesterday if I knew anything about Barack Obama's taste in music.
I didn't, so I asked Fluther.
Got lots of solid answers, but this was the silliest:
And I thought it would have been cool had The Beatles been at Woodstock and there to see Santana get famous, to see Crosby, Stills, & Nash play Suite: Judy Blue Eyes before they had it fully worked out live, to see Arlo Guthrie, just a kid with a guitar, get up there and do his thing in front of all those people.
I think it would have been so much fun for The Beatles to see that, to experience it with those other musicians, because The Beatles participated in creating it, because, without The Beatles, there might never have been a Woodstock. They were an historical hinge. The world was different, in part, because of them. And I hope they knew that and felt good about it, because I think they made the world better, and people that make the world better should get to experience and enjoy and appreciate those improvements.
Figured I ought to follow up by posting one of my favorite Beatles songs. It's a song the full beauty of which we can't appreciate unless we listen to it smack in the middle of Abbey Road and hear the reprise as the album draws to a close, but the regular old song itself will have to do for the time being.