We'll always have Ringo

One of the guys I work with has been ripping a lot of his old vinyl to his iPod over the last few days.

So we’ve been doing a lot of reminiscing in the office.

“Remember that band?” “I love that song!” “Haven’t heard that for ages.” You get the picture.

Given my current nostalgic musical bent, I couldn’t help laughing at this gem from McSweeney’s:

If the Beatles were born today, they’d be called Conor, Joshua, Andrew and Ringo.

Now that’s what I call a fab four.