I have always been an old soul, so when I was about 12 or 13, it was only a matter of time for me to discover The Beatles. As I listened to them and learned more about them, I found myself attuned to George Harrison’s songs and personality more than John or Paul (and especially Ringo). My first experience with listening to All Things Must Pass was when I heard My Sweet Lord for the first time. I am not particularly religious, but when I heard the song, I was so overcome with emotion that I couldn’t help but tear up. I didn’t cry because it made me begin to revere a god, but because it so beautifully captured the feeling of being entirely devoted to anything.

Immediately after replaying the album multiple times, I went to a record store and begged the owner to find me a copy of All Things Must Pass. He gave me a beat up, original pressing from the back of the store, and I have cherished it every day since. This album has definitely saved me from some very dark times.