Well, it goes like this...
I am a Beatles era guitarist. By that, I mean that they inspired me to pick up a guitar in the first place. Of course, it was for all the wrong reasons
...
And I went off into a completely opposite direction, becoming a devotee of our great American roots music, the blues. That part of my own musical evolution began a long time before the Beatles broke up.
Isn't it interesting (not that this has anything to do with the Beatles ... but) how our tastes sometimes change? I was so into the Rock & Rock of my (our?) youth. By my late teens I'd moved more into folk music, and spent every Friday and Saturday night at a local coffee shop that had hopeful, and sometimes already successful, folk singers on "stage". Then I flipped back into R & R, but by the mid-70's, my taste had turned more towards classical music, then religious (and to this day I adore
Linda McKechnie's Hymnworks - which is a blend of hymns and classical and simply stirs my soul).
I grew up listening to Big Band, Barbershop, classical, and other music, so I'd heard it ... but until we moved here and Mac took me to a jazz concert, I'd never really
listened to jazz. It really stirred my heart. From there it was an easy transition to blues (and I listen to Chris's music almost every day). Plus the Four Freshmen, Limeliters (folk, but the one group also did some soft jazzy type songs), Tony Bennett, Ella Fitzgerald and more ... and it makes me happy, calms me down and helps me get through the rough spots.
Sir Paul will always be the Paul of the Beatles that I remember watching on Ed Sullivan.