The Beatles. The First Real Band. Ever.

John. George. Paul. Ringo. What do these four names have in common? Let's see. They are all Beatles. No, not the insect, you ignoramus. The band. The first boy band ever. And the only good one. In the history of music. Even though it sounds like they're just a bunch of whiny British bitches, it's better than that. Imagine a quartet of crooning young men from Liverpool. John is the leader, George the moody guitarist, Paul the odd bassist, and Ringo, the insane drummer. It's pretty cool. At first, every single song sounds like one of those goopy love ballads. I've listened to most of their love songs about five times each before I noticed that, yeah, it's horrible and way too happy, but each song has a slightly different twist. The best Beatles' songs are either their stoner songs or unhappy love songs. Just think Yellow Submarine, Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, I Am the Walrus, Yesterday, Elanor Rigby, and Blackbird. Those are pretty good songs and should be on any playlist.