62. Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles 1966

At the end of 1966 my family moved up to a migrant hostel in Sydney. It was close to lane Cove but that's all can remember other than instead of bags at school all the kids had little suitcases and instead of marbles they had these nail and wood creations where you actually gambled your marbles. There were willow trees to swing on and bees to avoid. And the summer went on forever.
Every hostel had a rec hall that blasted out pop music in the early evenings. One night they were showing a film outdoors opposite the rec hall with everyone on blankets waiting to watch Old Yeller (and I cried at the end). Before the film started this came on the speakers. It was like music from the gods. I had never heard anything like it before.

No guitars or drums and as it turned out not all The Beatles but a string quartet and some delicious harmonies from John and George. But I can still see myself standing in a car park on a hot Sydney night listening to this pop gem.