40 years ago I was at the Winchester Thurston School, still very much a select seminary for young ladies, here in Pittsburgh. I remember one spring day, we were in Art class. One of the upper school (high school) girls had done a very good portrait of Ringo Starr, and it was up on the bulletin board. We were, of course impressed, but the art teacher clucked and said, that by the time we were in the upper school nobody would care about the Beatles.
How wrong she was.