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[pauls1967moustache]

"If I was a girl, maybe I could go out and..." — Paul McCartney

[motherlennon]

watching paul's brain cell expire in real time bc john blew his mind with a little bit of science is probably one of my favorite Get Back exchanges

[cheddar-baby]

i could smell your boytoy coming from down the road. Wretched little rotted morsel of a thing, may he fall to time and become carrion

[colourofthesuncutflat]

Mclennon cutlery animatic let me cook

[motheta]

happy 4/20 and mclennon monday to "not that I care, you understand"

[natalyakayak]

An annoyingly cute couple in a horror movie. they both die first

[robinstome]

pov you are a twelve year old prince and you open the door to see this fugly witch offering you a rose in exchange for shelter

[carmilla-xx]

kinda rushed lol whoops

[yeoman-lawyer]

something about relaxing and floating downstream

[magical-mystery-tour1967]

Mike McCartney's longstanding beef with Pinterest...

[michonnegrimes]

Paul McCartney and John Lennon in HELLO, GOODBYE (1967)

[thetryhardartist]

Hands down the funniest scene in this entire movie (Backbeat 1994)

-John thinks Paul is calling him a queer for Stuart (this movie is basically John having a mental breakdown over being seen as a queer for Stu).

-George: "He never said that 😐.... he never said you're a fairy 😐".

-Pete Best (who has like one line of dialogue in this movie) finally tells John and Paul to stfu about Stuart.

This movie is not a Beatles biopic (it focuses more on the relationship between Stuart and Astrid), but I could 100% see the real Beatles having this exact conversation.

[kanopos]

whatever. paul mccartney

[imnotsorryilovethebeatlesmore]

Letter(s) from John to Cynthia, 1962. This was after Stuart Sutcliffe’s death when the Beatles went to Hamburg again.

April 1962 - A letter to Cynthia from John in Hamburg just after Stu died

Star Club 39 Grossse Frieher Actona Hamburg

Dear Cyn, I love love love you and I'm missing you like mad. I wonder why all the newspapers wrote about Stu' - especially the 'People' - and how the hell did they find out, who could have told them, as I wrote that I suddenly remembered there's a fellow at the 'Jacaranda' who's a freelance journalist. It could have been him because Allan Williams has been helping Mrs. Sutcliffe or something. I haven't seen Astrid since the day we arrived. I've thought of going to see her but I would be so awkward - and probably the others would come as well and it would be even worse. I won't write any more about it 'cause it's not much fun. I love you - I don't like the idea of Dot moving in permanently with you 'cause we could never be alone really - I mean when I come home - can't she have the other room or find another flat - imagine having her there all the time when we were in bed - and imagine Paul coming all the time - and especially when I wasn't there. I'd hate the idea. I love you Cyn.

The club is massive and we only play 3 hrs one night and 4 the next - and we play an hour - then an hour break so it doesn't seem long at all really. The boss of this place is a good skin - we're off tomorrow 'cause it's Good Friday and they can't have music so the boss - (Manfred) is taking us and the other group out for the day in his car and all the rest of them like Horst are coming, so it will be a big mob in our 5 cars. We're going somewhere healthy like the Osr Sea (Stuart again)

God, I'm knackered its 6 o'clock in the morning and I want you. (I've just found out that there's no post tomorrow so I will pack in good night. I love you boo! hoo! I hate this place).

That was Thursday night now its Sunday afternoon, I've just wakened up and there no post tomorrow (Easter Monday I think) anyway happy Easter Cyn. I love you. We went out, but all we did was eat and eat and eat (Good Friday) it was all free so it was okay. We drove somewhere about 80 miles away and ate.

My voice has been gone since I got here (it was gone before I came if I remember rightly). I can't seem to find it - ah well! I love you Cyn Powell and I wish I was on the way to your flat with the Sunday papers and cherries and a throbber! Oh Yes! I forgot to tell you I've got a GEAR suede overcoat with a belt so I'll look just like you now! Paul's leaping about on my head (he's in a bunk on top of me and he's snoring!) I can hardly get in a position to write its so cramped below stairs captain, Shuttup McCartney! grunt grunt.

I can't wait to see your new room it will be great seeing it for the first time and having chips and all and a ciggie (don't let me come home to a regular smoker please Miss Powell) Hmm I can just see YOU and Dot puffing away I suppose that's the least of my worries. I love you cyn I miss miss miss you miss Powell - I keep remembering all the parts of Hamburg that we went to together. In fact I can't get away from you - especially on the Way, and inside the Seaman, boo! hoo! I love love love you. X

Did I tell you that we have a good bathroom with a shower, did I? Did I tell you? Well, I've had ONE whole shower aren't I a clean little raker? hee! hee! I love you I haven't written to Mimi yet but I know how to send her money so it gets there in 2 hrs. XXX

I can't think what to write now so I will pack in and write some tomorrow seeing as how like I can't POST it anyway so good afternoon Cyn I love you. Will you send me the words to "A SHOT OF RHYTHM AND BLUES" Please? There's not many.

It's Monday night and we finished playing about 3/4 hrs ago (its 2 o'clock). I'm dead beat my sweet, so I hope you won't mind if I finish now and have lovely sleep (without you but it'll still be lovely - don't be hurt - but I'm so, so tired). I love you Cyn - I hope you realise why this letter took so long lovey but there has been no post Fri, Sat, Sun, Mon - and this one will go by the early morning Tuesday post 'cause I will nip downstairs and post it any minute (handy isn't it?) I love you, I love you please wait for me and don't be sad and work hard and be a clever little Cyn Powell. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, write soon ooh its a naughty old Hamburg we're living in!!

All my Love for Ever and ever from John XXXXXX XXXXXX

P.S. They're leather PANTIES not pants (just in case y'know!)

I love you, Goodnight. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

**THIS IS FROM THE WONDERFUL LYNN MAYES ON FACEBOOK**

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[mrswinstonmccartney-deactivated]

"The thing is when--he did used to kind of. . . hit me. Occasionally. Like, y'know, that was what they did in those days... Yeah no but y'know I was, er, y'know it's not all great. But I'll tell you what comes to mind though just the mem-- the memory of the one moment when I was about, I don't know, 16, 17 or something, and he came with the usual stuff and he sort of just slapped me. And he says (angry gibberish) and we're having an argument and he slapped me . . . and I just--I just stood there. And it was like an amazing M-moment in my life. I said, "go ahead, do it again." And it was like (makes a whooshing noise) and he just went (makes the sound when something falls in a cartoon)And he never did it again."

Paul, talking about his dad on the 2001 Howard Stern show

[walkuntilthedaylight]

*stares into the distance* I feel like there's a lot going on here that we don't talk about enough.