Through the ages, there have been several questions that would define one's character.
Do you put your toilet paper roll so the sheets pull from underneath or over the top?
Is it acceptable to put ketchup on your eggs?
Peanut Butter + Bananas: A match made in heaven or a culinary travesty?
I'm sure you can think of several more – feel free to chime in. But today's question is one that's come up over the years with Mr. Ginley and I, and it calls into question our compatibility. To whit...
Are you a Beatles fan or an Elvis fan?
Mr. Ginley is in the Elvis camp, I'm firmly planted in the Beatles camp. Although I do admit to liking the early Elvis, and Mr. likes some of the Beatles' later music.
Growing up, Linda and I faced the same conundrum. I would say that she won – she got her Dad to take her to see Elvis in concert, and he enjoyed it so much, he took her again. It was something they bonded over.
My Dad never did cotton to the Beatles.
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I'm not sure if my older brothers hadn't been fans that I would have been in the Beatles camp. I grew up hearing their music over and over, to the point where I learned most of their songs by heart. (Although, admittedly, I still struggle a bit with I Am the Walrus. "Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna," indeed.) So much of the music is tied to a time and place that's personal, so I guess I understand why today's youngsters don't get it. Much like I find a lot of modern music to be meh.
So, what do you all think? Elvis or the Beatles? No need to give a reason, just cast your vote.
There's no wrong answer – unless you say "neither one."
Photo attributions: Elvis, Public Domain, Wikimedia Commons. Beatles Arrive at JFK Airport: United Press International, photographer unknown, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons
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