Exactly 45 years ago, photographer Iain Macmillan stood on a ladder and shot the iconic image for Abbey Road. Tourists from all over the world continue to come to London’s most famous crossing. They gawp, revere, take selfies and generally mess about, taking no heed of cars, vans or the 189 bus. This was the scene yesterday.
Now Westminster Council is considering the use of a lollipop lady to keep people safe. I hope they recruit a lady or gentleman who looks the part in period 60s gear.
On that August day in 1969, did the Fab Four realise the poor example they might be setting for future generations of fans? I think not. If they had, they’d never have larked about as they did. And Paul would have surely kept his sandals on. It’s madness to walk around London in bare feet.
Pretty much everyone (not just Charles Manson) has their own interpretation of Beatles lyrics. While most people focus on the drug references, the songs may contain other menaces to health.
Sleeping in the bath is something I’d never recommend, yet that’s exactly what happens in Norwegian Wood. Luckily John doesn’t drown. But what does he do when he wakes up? He burns the house down. OK, so he was a Beatle scorned, but arson does seem a tad over the top.
There’s another fire hazard in A Day in the Life. The track opens with John’s graphic reminder of what happens if you run a red light. But in a later verse Paul dices with death when he nods off on the bus with a lit cigarette in hand.
I feel like shouting the B-side of Can’t Buy Me Love (in case you don’t remember, it’s You Can’t Do That).
Paul survives his bus journey. He still hasn’t kicked the tobacco habit two years later, though, because there he is holding a ciggie on that album cover. But the USA did some unauthorised airbrushing and removed the offending item from posters.
Other risky lifestyle choices advocated by Lennon-McCartney:
- One night stands in Day Tripper
- Coming in via the bathroom window in a track of that name
- Sticking 50p up your nose because you can’t find a ten-bob note like Mean Mister Mustard.
The Beatles will always be my favourite band, but as a doctor I’m concerned about an already over-stretched health service having to extract coins from noses, bandage injured feet and give whatever medical help is needed to those mugs who take their oeuvres too literally.
On Revolver we’re even told that you can call Doctor Robert day or night, he’ll be there any time.
In your dreams, John and Paul. Not in today’s NHS.
The thing that worries me most, though, is on the White Album. Yes, hotel rooms cost money, but doing it in the road is the ultimate in unsafe sex. Nobody’s watching you! So you’re even more likely to get killed by some motorist who wasn’t expecting to see people bonking on the asphalt.
I’m really hoping Westminster Council will be wise enough to install appropriate signage.
8 thoughts on “Is Beatles Music a Health Hazard?”
Love it! Would either of us want to be in 1969 again? Whatever’s on those albums, it looks like a safer world, seen down the telescope of memory…
Personally I would LOVE to be in 1969 again. What about you?
Yes, wd be a good place to be on balance … might make a few different life decisions too. At the time, didn’t appreciate how good it was!
I didn’t make many decisions that year, but as I recall the sun shone non-stop and amazing things happened. Maybe we’ve got the same brand of rose-tinted specs?
Loved it – great post.
Thank you very much, Dean.
The Beatles were before my time–I was born in 1970, but my parents, who were quite young when they had me, absolutely adored them and went to more than one of their concerts in the states. Your post was so funny. I’ve never thought about their music from that perspective. I’ll have to send my parents a link. 🙂
Born in 1970? I’m not envious…much. But at least I got to hear lots of wonderful Beatles music. I now live almost around the corner from the Abbey Road crossing.
Did your parents see the Fab Four in DC Stadium in 1966, I wonder?