To say I love The Beatles is a gross understatement. I was clearly born in the wrong era because I would have been a total Beatles groupie, quitting my job & leaving my family to follow the band around & hope one of them loves me.
Wikipedia defines a groupie: ...to mean a particular kind of female fan assumed to be more interested in relationships with rock stars than in their music. A groupie is generally considered a devoted female fan of a band or musical performer. The term originates from the female attaching herself to a band. A groupie is considered more intense about her adored celebrities than a fan and tends to follow them from place to place. A groupie will attempt to have a connection with the band and may seek sexual or intimate contact. Source
|Photobombed by a tree...looks|
like I have a very unique 'do.
Hubby & I went to a Beatles tribute concert. The band members looked & sounded just like the real dudes. I was very happy.
|"The Fab Four"|
What could be better than getting to feel like you're watching the real Beatles? Running into friends that you didn't know would be there. We went from the 2 of us to our own Fab Four for the night.
|Good man knows where|
his bread is buttered
The first band, who's name is extremely, extremely close to Free Beers--how disappointed was I when I realized the emcee didn't actually say, "Are you all ready for the free beers? Who is excited about the free beers? Bring on the free beers!!"--was obviously not our favorite part...
|Wake me when the good|
|Costume change #1|
|"John" looked at me!|
What would be a concert with a couple almost-as-crazy-as-myself friends without a few great photo opps? One of them would be this guy we saw wearing a t-shirt with a...statement.
|"Experience the Presidential Treatment|
Oval Office Gentlemen's Club"
Would we really be able to not do something about that shirt?
|And the guy never noticed|