It was in the summer of ’89 that I first saw I wanna hold your hand (1978), a film invoking the Beatles of the 60s and 70s, directed by Robert Zemeckis and co-produced by Steven Spielberg. The movie exuded the life in the time of The Beatles. Beatle mania was a word literally coined to describe the absolute hysteria their songs evoked, and idolisation by their fans cutting across geographical borders. John Lennon, George Harrison, Paul McCartney and Ringo Starr were not just super stars, they were pan-generational icons whose every word in every lyric evoked a sense of religiosity, quite unlike any other band or artist.
1985 was also a time when The Beatles were being pushed aside from people’s memory and was replaced by Pink Floyd, Def Leppard, Duran Duran, Eurethymics and others. For me, I wanna hold your hand was like being transported back in time and immersing myself in their music. The movie inspired me to follow The Beatles like never before. The rest as they say is history.
So when Yesterday was set for release in July 2019, the excitement was palpable. By now, their music was relegated to the die hard fans that still miraculously inhabited different parts of the globe. In my mind there has never been a more opportune time for a Beatles revival. Lyrics these days are getting banal, music redundant, and frankly with little soul. The world needed to be reminded once more of the pure magic of Hey Jude, the absolute longing in Yesterday or the healing words of Let it Be. The Beatles didn’t just sing. They revolutionized our lives.