I remember the first time I heard the Beatles as Muzak. I was about eight, but my older sister was a big Beatles fan, and I can remember it giving me the shudders even then.

I really had no business cringing, though. My first husband was a Beatles fan, and a musician, and I wound up walking down the aisle to "And I Love Her" played on the organ (he'd recorded it himself). I *must* have loved him. There's really no other excuse.