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The Stonewall Inn
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Product Placement
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@theartofmadeline
YOU ARE THE REASON
we're not kids anymore.
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@sweetlennon
“That's what the whole Sixties Flower-Power thing was about: "Go away, you bunch of boring people."
[ The Beatles Anthology, 2000 ]
Pink Floyd at All Saints Hall, Notting Hill, London, October 1966. Photos by Graham Keen
Syd Barrett, 1969
2018: hello
Me: don’t you fucking dare to kill another rock star.
Keith in Let’s Spend the Night Together: red sequin suspenders, ripped up T-shirt, gold pot-leaf necklace, brown-suede slouch boots. PERFECT
“Most of the girls who come backstage simply want to say ‘thank you’ to us for giving a good concert. Outsiders who think that all sorts of other stuff is going on just don’t know us.” —Robert Plant ✨
the Beatles + purple/orange
Put your earphones on, press play and close your eyes.
You’re at the Cavern Club, 1961.
i caN’T!
Dear John, I remember when we first met in Walton, at the Village Fate - it was a beautiful summer day, and I walked in there, and you were on the stage, and you were singing “Come Go With Me” by the Del Vikings. But you didn’t know the words, so you made them up. “Come go with me to the penitentiary,” it’s not in the lyrics.
I remember writing our first songs together. We used to go to my house, my dad’s house, and we used to smoke Taifu tea with this pipe my dad kept in a drawer. It didn’t do much for us, but it got us on the road. We wanted to be famous. I remember the visits to your mum’s house, Julia - she was a very handsome woman, very beautiful woman - she had long red hair, and she played a ukelele. I’d never seen a woman who could do that.
I remember having to tell you the guitar chords, ‘cause you used to play the ukelele chords.
And then on your 21st birthday, you got 100 pounds off of one of your rich relatives up in Edinburough, so we decided we’d go to Spain. So we hitchhiked out of Liverpool, and we got as far as Paris. We decided to stop there for a week, and eventually got our hair cut by a fellow called Jurgen. And that ended up being the Beatle haircut.
I remember introducing you to my mate, George, my schoolmate, and him getting into the group by playing “Raunchy” on the top deck of the bus. You were impressed.
And when we met Ringo, who had been working the whole season at Butlin’s Holiday Camp, he was a seasoned professional.
the friar- 1970
make me choose → @alady-insane asked: Help! or A Hard Day’s Night?
“When you've seen beyond yourself, then you may find, peace of mind is waiting there." -George Harrison.
george harrison wouldn’t treat me like this
“There’s a little song I’ve been working on, it’s very simple, I call it,‘Something’ He cleared his throat, strummed an opening chord, and slowly worked his way into the arrangement he had completed the night before. He looked up and saw his guests sitting motionless, enraptured by what they were hearing. The song ended and one by one, they emerged from the music’s magic hold. “Do you think it will sell?’ George asked sheepishly, Pattie smiled accustomed to his insecurities.” - excerpted from “Here Comes the Sun: The Spiritual and Musical Journey of George Harrison” by Joshua M. Greene.
” I used to think that anyone doing anything weird was weird. I suddenly realized that anyone doing anything weird wasn’t weird at all and it was the people saying they were weird that were weird.” -Paul McCartney.
