It's been a hard day's night

Earlier, while a friend and I were seated together and were humming/singing along a Beatles song that came up on his phone, another remarked, "Kapanahunan mo yan, no," with a smug face that suggested that the age of our choice of music makes it, and us, inferior.

Oh please, I wanted to scream at her, what I won't give to have lived in that era to experience the Beatlemania firsthand, when the world isn't perfect but still good and hopeful, when people (and the society) weren't as superficial as you are.

What is up with people?