Imagine Being In A Club In 1983 And DJ's Like Here's A New One And Blue Monday Starts Playing. I Would've

The Beatles might have the Fame and The Beach Boys might have the Ingenuity but The Monkees will always have the cross dressing

imagine if you were a 15 year old who was absolutely obsessed with One Direction and one day you found out that One Direction was writing and producing and starring in their own movie and you were SUPER excited because you just LOVE One Direction so you go to the theater with all your friends who also love One Direction and you watch this scene where Liam from One Direction opens up a medicine cabinet and sees this disembodied unblinking eye that represents the eternal and inescapable audience. and there’s also part of the movie where they show you actual genuine footage of a guy getting shot in the head. In the One Direction movie.

ao3 in the last couple of days

as a phrase, “she [x] on my [x] til’ i [x]” only is funny if on either side of a spectrum. either the phrase ends so specific to a sexual action it’s a smart joke (for example, “she strogan me off til i beef” uses the word “beef stroganoff’ but also makes a “stroking off” joke, making it clever wordplay.) or it makes so little sense that it ends up funny from the absurdity of deciphering what type of sexual action could even be taking place. (example: when my roomate the other night asked to hand them a sanpelligrino and then said “she san on my pelli til’ i grino” which begs the question of what ‘sanning’ is, what a ‘pelli’ repersents in terms of human genitalia and what ‘grinoing’ could possibly be.)

They should block chatgpt on uni WiFi the way they used to block coolmathgames

let’s have a moment of silence for all the concerts we missed because we became a fan too late

Chappell Roan not playing about her boundaries and personal safety and putting her foot down and yelling "shut the fuck up" at rude paparazzi during the VMAs red carpet is healing something in me truly. That is a lesbian woman refusing to act all grateful and bashful at being allowed space, she is owning the space for which she has worked over a decade and assertively setting her boundaries and giving zero fucks about whose ego she bruises on the way because only people who take advantage of you take offense when you set boundaries and I am enjoying every second of it

It is crazy that sm of post 1966 Beatles is Paul being like guys, let’s get so weird with it. How about a movie where there is no plot. It’ll just be weird as fuck. And really gay. There are wizards and animals. Or hmm what about an album with um like a theme. Maybe we won’t even be us anymore? Or we do one like an opera. (Can rock albums have reprises?) I’m writing a song about a serial killer. It will take days to perfect and you’re all invited. by force

George is meanwhile like idk I wrote some stuff about my life and experiences… is that crazy or can it also exist beside the ragtime and Western gunslinger ballads and free-verse beat triptychs

Ringo is like fuck it I quit the band all this artsy gay shit is sickening……nah I’m just kiddin, hehe. I’m into it :) but I will be drinking

And John is like you guys I have written several songs about hating myself and my life. No I will not challenge Paul on the weird shit because 1) well just look at him and 2) I have actually always wanted to be really weird in front of people. In fact I’m having a listening party for some porn I recorded and you are all invited. by force