I think you carry the people you’ve loved with you forever, not in a ‘you can never get over them’ way but more like loving them changed you and it meant something and you have to make peace with that
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I think you carry the people you’ve loved with you forever, not in a ‘you can never get over them’ way but more like loving them changed you and it meant something and you have to make peace with that
has anyone considered that it was probably her house too. where else was she supposed to put her chintz?
John and Paul loved to sing “Baby’s in Black” together, sharing a microphone onstage, but not “Yes It Is,” which came a few months later and got released as the B-side of “Ticket to Ride.” “Baby’s in Black” was one of the many songs they wrote on tour in hotels, eyeball to eyeball, singing into each other’s mouths. Something “Baby’s in Black” and “Yes It Is” have in common: neither one is a boy singing alone. These are harmony ballads, untranslatable to a solo voice. They’re songs about saying no to life, no to the future, yet they don’t begin until the singers say yes to each other. – Rob Sheffield, Dreaming the Beatles
Paul McCartney with a ciggie. June, 1967.
I love it when Paul looks like this
Liverpool, 1963
The Beatles by Bill Eppridge
Paul McCartney packs a powerful punch — literally: In a new interview on the Beatles’ SiriusXM channel, Pearl Jam frontman Eddie Vedder revealed he was once hanging out with McCartney at a Seattle hotel bar when a story got more intense than anticipated.
“He kind of was illustrating how he hit this guy, and when he did that, he shot out his left arm as if he was hitting this guy, and I was standing there, and I got hit,” Vedder recalled, laughing. “He didn’t quite pull back the punch, you see. So the story kept on. It was a great, incredible personal story, and I caught the end of it, but as I was listening I was just thinking, ‘Paul McCartney just hit me in the face. And it hurt!‘”
Vedder said he even ended up tasting a bit of blood, but in a way, it was all worth it.
“A great time in my life, to be hit by Paul McCartney,” Vedder said. “I remember it hurt for a few days, And I remember when it went away, when the pain finally subsided and the swelling went down, I kinda missed it.” (x)
Paul about Julian and John:
“We once went on a holiday and Julian was along, his first son. The kind of family I’m from in Liverpool, there was always babies. You’d been thrown a baby to jiggle on your knee. It wasn’t anything precious. We were very tactile, I think, my family. There was always babies. I always imagined it like a bit of an Italian sort of thing. John didn’t know that, and I didn’t realise any of that until much later in our relationship. You don’t talk about that stuff when you’re a teenager and you’re in a group. But we were on this holiday, and I would be bored with the adults, because, you know, they’re just sitting around getting drunk or whatever, you know, which is fun for a while. But I’d get bored, so I’d go off with Julian and we would be on a boat and I’d be like, okay, now, I’m a pirate and you’re an Indian and I’m going to get you, okay?? And I’d just go into the fantasy world and he’d go, ‘Okay’ And so the two of us would be running around this boat and stuff with all the adults in the next door, you know. And John saw this once and he came up to me and he said, ‘how do you do that?’ And I just, I felt like crying, you know. It was like, God, you know, I can’t tell you. It’s just years of having babies thrown at me or being a kid or playing with kids. It was just something my family taught you. Whereas his, with his dad leaving home when he was three and his mum not living with him, I would go with him to visit his mum. I would be John’s moral support. When we’d go, we’d go together, we’d see his mum, and he idolised his mum. But then again, she got knocked over by an off-duty policeman who was a learner driver or something. It was terrible, tragic stuff. I was just very, very fortunate to have this sort of rather stable, warm Liverpool family. And in talking to John later, he had none of that. So he had to fend for himself. So that was the basis of John’s acerbic wit. He was always having to use it.”
mclennon is more than a "ship" or "rpf" it is essentially a series of diabolical historical accounts
(Nodding) so it’s about your parents
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19 year old paul mccartney sitting across john lennon who's about to turn 21 in a cafe in the left bank of seine river in paris, sipping on wine they bought with john's money. george is back home pissed off as hell because they cancelled their booked shows. stuart is flabbergasted because he thinks the two of them leaving without saying a word means the band is over. but paul's just doodling his and john and their band's name on a piece of paper again and again and again because he's in love with the idea of them and their future. don't worry, everything will go well, then everything will go terrible, and paul will write a song about this almost twenty years later.
Fighting off boredom was always a problem with the Beatles. From the moment they became so popular that they had to hide from their fans, there was a lot of hanging around to do, a lot of time spent waiting in their dressing-room until they were due to go on stage. Finding ways of filling in those hours became almost an obsession. They never handled money - Brian Epstein did that for them - and I doubt whether any of them had an idea of how much they were worth. Even if they had, they couldn't have gone out to the shops without being mobbed. If they wanted anything, they asked Neil Aspinall, their road manager, to get it for them. Brian and Neil pandered to them as if they were sick children, bringing them toys and games that might amuse them and stop them from becoming restless. They brought in electric trains and motor cars which all four would gleefully race against each other. The fans also sent them presents - by the sackful. These would be waiting in the dressing-room before every show and the boys would make a rush for them the moment they arrived. If this was some hours before they were due to perform, as it often was, they would then play until it was time to prepare for the show. Considering how much time they spent cooped up together, the Beatles seemed to get on well together. ‘Of course we have rows,’ John said, ‘but they are never serious. We’ve been hanging around together for years as friends. Usually it’s people who get together just for business who crack up.’
Two Musketeers Anything to pass the time: George and Ringo fool around with fencing swords back stage. A Scalextric model racing-car set went with the Beatles everywhere. They competed fiercely against each other and never seemed to tire of the game.
It Was Thirty Years Ago Today, Terence Spencer (1994)
Paul McCartney in 1975. Photo by Linda McCartney.
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