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The Guest Speaker

Today, my university was running an afternoon seminar to introduce new candidates to the PGCE. I was asked to give a little talk about my experiences, so that they could find out what the course was like from the horse's mouth, so to speak.

I agreed to go along and help, keeping in mind that I would also use the opportunity to bring my folders back.

As I drove there and back, I listened to my latest acquisition, the Beatles 1967-1970 (The Blue Album) , which I found at an amazingly cheap price, considering that it usually retails at over £30.

I haven't heard the album in years (and never on CD) and so it was a real treat to hear the crystal clear sounds booming in my ears, as I faced the depressing London traffic. The thought struck me that as gifted as the boys were, I don't think they would have been as successful had they not been blessed with a producer such as Sir George Martin. Had, say Phil Spector or Jeff Lynne done the job instead, would the Beatles still be The Beatles. I think not. Sir George Martin really does deserve the accolade of 'genius' for the production of those songs. If you haven't heard the abum, get a copy, it far out-rates the "Beatles 1" album.

Where was I, Oh yes!

I drove there (without really getting lost this time) and gave a 20 minute talk. I thought it went well, although, in hindsight, I felt that I should have thanked the lecturers there for their support (or would that be arse-licking?) and told all those present that the programme of study had really prepared me for teaching. I had a few people asking questions, which was quite flattering! It also felt funny being treated a member of staff, if only for the afternoon.

When I got home, I found the house in a total mess, but that's another blog, for a different day...

Comments

you ARE a beatles fan, aren't you!!! I'm glad your speech went well, and glad people paid attention enough to ask questions - that's gotta feel good!

But back to the Beatles!! I've never heard of this BLUE ALBUM you refer to... I have the white album (two copies on vinyl, two copies on CD)

You asked about what CD I was listening to with the carnies, and I just remembered that I never answered you. It's simply called "thh john lennon collection" Yoko was already in the picture at this point... that may have been the beginning of the Beatles break-up, but john continued to make decent tunes... as did pual, with Wings.

I can burn you a copy if you don't already have one. You can email me through my blog profile...

Imagine, give peace a chance, beautiful boy... there are some really good tracks on the disk. Let me know if you want one. They're are cracking down on music sharing sites... but good people will always share. Arrest Me!!!!
The Scribbler said…
Thank you very much Rachael, but I've already got a copy. Its the one with John sitting cross legged isn't it?

The Blue Album is better known as the 1967-70 album, and it follows the Red, 62-66 album.

I've recently been listening to the newly released "John Lennon Acoustic" CD. Do you know it?

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