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[rubyscarbuncle]

damn girl are you Kid Icarus: Uprising? Because you got a nice set of pits.

[tavolgisvist]

I first saw the Beatles at the Jacaranda. They’d just got back from a stint in Germany and were painting the walls of the coffee bar. They weren’t highly regarded at the time. Allan Williams owned the place, and wanted Bob Wooler to compère there, and said, ‘Could you take them off my hands?’ Bob said he might be able to get them booked at Litherland Town Hall for £4 a night, and so it was arranged. We didn’t play with them the first week, but the second week, we did. Stu [Sutcliffe] was wearing a leather jacket with a fur collar, and it stank! They were all wearing jeans, and John’s had a big rip down the side. John had a Gibson valve amp which he turned on with a hammer, and his Rickenbacker guitar, Paul had his solid red Rosetti with three strings. I was standing outside signing autographs when Bob went into one of his big announcements ‘DIRECT FROM HAMBURG… THE BEATLES!’ They went straight into Little Richard’s ‘Ooh! My Soul’. Paul’s voice was amazing. Every hair on my head stood up. I’d never heard anything like it. They did [Elvis’s] ‘Wooden Heart’ with the German bit in the middle. But it was the way they interacted with the audience. They talked to them. They chatted to each other onstage, all laughing and joking. ‘Gis a ciggie!’ ‘Shut yer gob and buy yer own!’ They would eat butties onstage, and Paul would shout to George, ‘What’ve you got on yours?’ ‘I’ll swap you for an egg one.’ It was just sheer brilliance. I said, ‘What’s going on?’ and Bob said, ‘What do you think?’ I jokingly replied that they’d never last, that’s how green with envy I was.

The Easter weekend 1963 we played one of the Rhythm and Blues Marathons at the Cavern. The marathons would start in the middle of the afternoon, some nished around midnight, and others went right through to the following morning. The place was always really chocka. They tended to be on holiday weekends, so people weren’t having to rush to get back to work. I was wearing a long corduroy coat I’d got in France and Paul came up to me and said, ‘Wow, that coat’s amazing. Where did you get it?’ Eppy was down there, and he said, ‘Come and look at this Brian.’ They were wearing their white shirts and blue velvet waistcoats instead of the jeans and leather jackets. When they went on, they were just amazing, so far ahead with their ideas. We’d sometimes mix it up a bit, different members of different groups, and we always had to share the same gear for the marathons. We played the nal night the Beatles played the Cavern as well. It was another holiday weekend in August. They were getting big by then and the place was heaving. It was sohot in there that the condensation was running down the walls. They had to stop the show a couple of times to mop up the oor of the stage and they wouldn’t let us plug in our ampli ers in. There were far too many people in there and it was complete chaos. FARON RUFFLEY, MUSICIAN, AUGHTON, LANCASHIRE

(The Beatles 1963: A Year in the Life by Dafydd Rees, 2023)

[septfair]

a useless post-cyclone hc i have is that ocean gets a job at walmart at some point

[tricoufamily]

i cant stop. george's friend group somewhere in the late 60s

Go out clubbing as bob dylan. #bobdylan #bobdylancore #dontthinktwiceitsalright

[tanuki-pyon]

Vibing

[yourplaceinaugust]

i recently discovered genderfluid steve harrington fics and im obsessed so i made a playlist of songs i think steve would listen/relate to if they were a genderfluid teen in 2023

[salsedinepicta]

Ruffles and piercings, what a fun time 💅

(or: some kind of experiment with acrylics)