Mere mention of the old Beatles classic sets my mental jukebox a-spinnin’:
All my troubles seemed so far away
But now it seems as though they’re here to stay.
Oh, I believe… in yesterday...
I'm not half the man I used to be
There's a shadow hanging over me
I keep it confined to my head, of course. The last time I busted out in unbridled song all the small animals fled my neighbourhood and didn’t come back for weeks.
Dreamt up whole-cloth by Paul McCartney one night in 1965, Yesterday is a meaningless ditty about shattered romance.
For many, though, it’s an anthem for hard times. Read the rest of this entry »