The Beatles were a major band. The most famous.

And yet here they are, struggling to get into a stupid bar.. your only trying to get in to interview a music artist. You were a big fan of the Beatles so to see them in person, even if it's in front of a bar you can't get into. It's magical!

You walk over "um sorry but I write newspaper for the press, I was wondering if I could interview your band or one of the members" John glances back at you, a little pissed "can't ya just fuck off?" Paul pauses and looks at George "the press that always screws us over?" George nods at his words "yeah love, we play for the fans not the critics" he replies bluntly.