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Ed Sullivan individually welcomes The Beatles to his show. Sept. 12, 1965.
can we talk about how awkwardly Ed shakes hands with John? he’s like holding his hand
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I read somewhere once that Jealous Guy was written for Cynthia… I know this is very unlikely, but I like to imagine that it was anyway <3
it makes sense, though. i mean, he was a very jealous person when he was with cyn
they needed each other like mad
he looks so fucking rock n roll here
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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.
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he’s too precious for words
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I’m not even a die hard McLennon shipper but if a sextape of the two surfaced, I could then die happy.
georgeharrisoncheekbones asked: what's your favorite picture of John? and the year you found him most attractive? haha these might be hard to only choose one :]
My favorite picture of John:
This picture just holds so many memories. It was the first picture of John that I had loved and this was around the time I was just really discovering them. I thought he was the most amazing man ever and I still think that to this day. And then later, I realized the story behind that photoshoot with Astrid and I loved it even more. It’s just so beautiful to look at because his posture suggests that he’s a tough guy but once you see what was going on behind that photo, you see that he was a man that was going through difficult times and was really just a needy boy that hid his emotions from everyone.
The year I found John most attractive:
I’ve always loved ‘64 John because I loved his hair and I think he was unaware of the power he had among the world and was outrageously funny during that period, but ‘66 John is so attractive. [see photo above] He was still very much as attractive as he was in ‘64 but now in ‘66 he had a sense of I’m The Man kind of attitude and didn’t take people’s shit. I find it very attractive.
lightthatshinesonme asked: if you could only fuck one Beatle for the rest of your life, who would it be and why? oh, and i love your blog, btw. i've been a fan a long time (is that creepy? it sounds creepy)
J O H N
Ugh, I’m currently reading John, Cynthia’s book, and he seems like such a great lover. It’s like, he’s rough but makes it fun, and he’s a little scary sometimes being that he’s protective of Cynthia but that’s what would make it intriguing. There’s different sides of him I could see. Plus, he’s a sexy beast. And I’ve seen his goods before so why wouldn’t I want to climb him like a tree?
Paul would be nice but he’d be like, “Is that okay, love?” the whole time.
George would probably make me make him a sandwich after all the sex and I’m not great at food, just eating it.
Ringo is like my best friend, even though I know he has a huge dong that I wouldn’t mind seeing.
John’s just my first love and I’m more attracted to him that the rest. I’d love a fivesome with all of them if I had the chance but for now, John’s my choice.
I mean, how does this not look inviting? He’s just like, “Come ‘ere if you dare.”
And that’s not creepy at all, I appreciate it, I really do.
:)
I was talking to my older sister about how just before John died, he was already going back to his roots and starting fresh all over again. I mean, the music, his attitude, his passion, even that Teddy Boy haircut he got before his death.. it was all going to be the old John we saw when first loved John. He was going to shock the world again and take it by storm and his death suddenly happened and we never got to see it again. As I told my sister this, I hung my head and there was a moment of silence as she started to walk out of my room. I was about to get sulk over his death until my sister comes back waltzing in my room and says, “But if he’s going back to his roots, he has to go to Heaven and start all over again. So maybe he is at his roots right now and we just have to wait for him to spring up again.” She shrugged, cracked a smile and walked out.
That was probably one of the most supportive things she’s ever said to me before.
