Poor naive “jugues”! You are probably firmly convinced that all of this – fame, angry money, rumbling and whispering of fans, visits to kings – all of this forever and on merit. But I am ready to bet that you will last another year and a half, and then there will be young people with even more stupid hairstyles and wild voices, and it will end!

And you will have to struggle to settle into small provincial cockroaches for a temporary job or go “bees” to new “chicks”.

But as for Beethoven, the same one whom you so persistently called in your song to “ride,” for him, I think, you can be calm.

N. Bogoslovsky about "The Beatles"

Forecasts are more accurate.