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I’ve been thinking about the Beatles lately.

Yes, the Beatles.


As with most artists I like, there are some periods when I can’t get enough of their music; there are other times when I enjoy it but don’t crave it; and then there are periods when their stuff don’t do much for me at all. This seems to be especially pronounced for me when it comes to the Beatles, though. When I don’t feel like it, I really don’t. Not that I suddenly start hating their songs, but…

I’ve heard other people mention that the Beatles have a special kind of energy and drive – they seem to be in such a hurry – in their early songs, and that’s true enough, I think. But for me there’s something else and more - a sense of, not joy exactly, and not heart either, but of boundless and almost frightening hope and optimism. Of open air and spring winds; of something very fresh and vivid. Sometimes that really picks me up but at other times it can make me feel, well, inadequate might be the best word for it. Kinda paradoxically down-cast.

I don’t know if this hopeful impression may be due to something that was in the air in the music those days. You often hear those who were young then – my parents’ generation – say something like that. But while there are other artists from the sixties that I’m fond of, they don’t give me anything like that particular Beatle feeling.

Maybe that’s why the later Beatle songs, near the break-up of the group, can be so heart-breaking. Not that they’re devoid of hope exactly, but there’s certainly a lot less of it. On the other hand there seems to be more heart in them (the best of them) than in the early songs, or at least that’s how they appear to me. There’s more humour in them, too (defense mechanism, maybe?).

(Man, about every single time I listen to “Golden Slumbers” I feel ready to stand up and declare Paul McCartney a god.;)) Alright, enough of that.

Got another weird kinship theory, crackier than the last one since it would entail crossovers and thus some inter-dimensional travel. It would also involve the future of One Piece rather than the past...



At least character-wise I think it makes perfect sense. :D And Yotsuba is a foundling after all.

Obviously Osaka (from Azumanga Daioh!) would somehow stumble into the future of the One Piece universe, where she and Luffy would have a whirlwind romance or weird sexual misunderstanding or quite possibly both. Osaka then gets back home into our own world carrying Luffy’s child., delivers the baby and subsequently mislays it somewhere.

I admit the green hair is a puzzler, but I figure it’s probably a red herring since Yotsuba is nothing like Zoro.

AND SHE WILL GROW UP TO BE PIRATE QUEEN ONE DAY. (nods)

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