" I am sick of the beatles"
As a 1960s refugee from Beatles/football infested Liverpool, I couldn't agree more.
No problem with the lads themselves - seemed nice enough bunch and talented - to a degree, but nothing special until the hype-machine got going (saw them a couple of times at The Aintree Institute before all the fuss).
Resented them bitterly when they took over The Cavern (best jazz club I've ever been to), and turned it into a palace for the bland and brainless.
Found their music pleasantly inoffensive, but nothing special.
But that ****** overstated hype - something created to keep our minds off the fact that there was no work and if you wanted to stay alive, you had to move South.
They disappeared for a time - as happens with pop-music creations, and were resurrected when the modern industry ran out of ideas - as also happens (more and more nowadays with an industry that has less and less imagination)   
Subsequent visits back home have been depressing - a place living on a past that wasn't much to write home about when it was the present - "historic Beatles Tours" to Penny Lane - "The Cavern Museum" and that god-awful 'Yellow Submarine' tat at John Lennon (for ******'* sake) Airport   
Liverpool is a great city with with a fascinating history and wonderful, generous, friendly people - pity people picture it as a place with a population of 4.
Jim Carroll