“I dream about him.”
It’s just about a gang of weirdos who love each other singing from the literal rooftops and, for a few minutes, bringing colour to a grey city. It’s about how all good things must come to an end but by simply happening they’re still significant. It’s about the constant battle between art/people/LOVE against forces that want them to conform. It’s about how friendship can literally change the world. It’s about hope. It’s about the power of dreaming. It’s cold and their fingers are going numb and the uniformed police officers, ever-present in the background, are making them unplug their instruments. But they just plug them back in!!! Maybe they can’t finish the concert but they’re finishing the song if it’s the last thing they do and they’ll even crack some jokes while they’re at it. Poetic cinema…
I would listen George Martin for hours why I didn't have a teacher or a professor like him?
The emotion on Paul face while he listens John's voice and then a crazy meltdown. Complete and totally nromal Mccartney's behaviour
1992: George Martin and Paul McCartney listen to the vocal and instrumental tracks for ‘Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds’ at the mixing board.
[John] was so excited about Yoko’s arrival that he could not stop talking and the subject on his mind was sex. He said that working always made him very “horny” and that he could not wait to “jump Mother’s bones.” He told me that when he appeared on stage with the Beatles, he would often demand that a female fan be held in the wings so that he could have a “knee-trembler” – which was Liverpool slang for quick stand-up sex – before or after the performance (or, occasionally, even between songs). “I was always obsessed with sex,” John confessed. “I’d run after girls and feel them up, put them up against a wall, that sort of thing.” He said he lost his virginity at age fifteen with his first girlfriend, Barbara Baker, a buxom, buck-toothed beauty. John then described the deflowering. “Barb wasn’t wet and I had a hell of a time shoving it in,” he said nonchalantly. “I was frantic to get inside her, and when I couldn’t, I got so frustrated and angry that I started to curse her: ‘You dumb cow, what’s wrong with you? You’re tight as a rat’s ear!’” John paused, shook his head and smiled. “It wasn’t her fault, of course. But what did I know? I was just a weird, psychotic kid covering up my insecurity with a macho façade.” Ruminating about his clumsy, often violent approach to love-making, he said that he never used to engage in foreplay; he would immediately attempt penetration. “I had no idea you were supposed to take your time,” he laughed nervously. “I thought the idea was to get in and out as quickly as possible.” He also told me that he would sometimes write his girlfriends erotic letters. “I wouldn’t be surprised if they show up one of these days, hopefully after I’m dead.” John paused briefly to sip the beer a light a fresh Gitane. “I think after my mother was killed, I felt betrayed by all womankind,” he continued. “I used to have fantasies about torturing women to death. I still have a lot of violent fantasies, but I manage to keep them under control.” He said that if he let his imagination run wild, he would imagine crucifying women, actually nailing them to a cross, and then disemboweling them. “It wasn’t until I met Yoko that I realized that men didn’t have to be aggressive, didn’t have to be macho, that men could be gentle and tender. That’s the lesson Yoko taught me.”
John Lennon: Living on Borrowed Time, Frederic Seaman (1991)
MARTHA CALL THE COPS THE HOMOS ARE AT IT AGAIN
and they started making out
RINGO STARR lighting PAUL MCCARTNEY’S cigarette, early 60s
If Paul was gen z he’d be an "influencer" who films tiktoks of himself in public spaces and disrupts people and then complains when people complain about him
"Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright"
this took so long to restore oh my god.. finally,,, total time was 8 hours and 46 mins