My 9-year-old son, Dylan, is a huge fan of The Beatles. He listens to their music every day. He has tried to play The Beatles’s songs on the piano and the guitar. He draws The Beatles. It’s not impossible that, had he been a teenager in 1964, he would have been a screaming fan.
Indeed, one of the things that fascinates Dylan is the very existence of screaming fans who would (or might) chase The…