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elizabethwydevilles · 21 hours ago
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"Another great van story was when George and Paul were both planning to drive the van; George got into the driving seat and Paul had the keys, and there was no way one was going to help the other. We couldn't go anywhere. We sat there for two hours." - Ringo Starr
"Going through Wales we got a ride on a truck. The trucks didn't have passenger seats in those days so I sat on the engine cover. Paul was sitting on the battery. He had jeans with zippers in the back pockets and after a while, he leapt up screaming. His zipper had connected the positive and negative on the battery, got red hot, and burned a big red zipper mark across his arse. When we eventually got to Butlins, we couldn't get in. It was like a German prisoner-of-war camp - Stalag 17 or something. They had barbed-wire fences to keep the holiday-makers in. So we had to break in." - George Harrison
"[...] we had to go and see the film, just for the title song. I could just about scrape through the sixteen barrier. Even though I was baby-faced, I was just about able to bluff it in the grown-up world; but George couldn't. He had all the attitude, but he was really young-looking. I remember going out into his back garden and getting a bit of soil and putting it on his lip as a moustache. It was ridiculous, but I thought, 'He looks the part - we'll get in.' And we did." - Paul McCartney
"I’ve been meeting Paul again, you know, Paul McCartney. We drifted off away from each other, suing, suing, sue you blues stuff. I’ve just met Paul and I just know that whatever we’ve been through, there’s always been something there to tie us together. - George Harrison
"The thing is, I knew George longer than any of the other guys in The Beatles. Doesn't mean I knew him any better, mind, but I knew him longer. He was the kid in the school uniform with the big quiff who got on the bus stop after mine. And sometimes he'd sit down next to me and we'd start talking rock 'n' roll. We shared our records, we learnt chords together, we even tried to make a guitar together. We did the whole teenage bonding thing, trying to pull birds, hitchhiking to Harlech, all the formative stuff. I can't quite believe it's over." - Paul McCartney
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pennielane · 23 hours ago
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his dramatic ass
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dreamings-free · a day ago
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he’s wearing the vintage 1992 Beatles Sgt Pepper’s 25th Anniversary tee he also wore in Mexico last year
Rio de Janeiro 25/5/22
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revolversoul · 2 days ago
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John Lennon, Weybridge, 1965.
📸: Robert Whitaker
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frodolives · 2 days ago
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thebeatlesbw · a day ago
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otherhalfofthesky · 2 days ago
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The Beatles December 9, 1961
(Palais Ballroom, Aldershot, Hampshire, UK)
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foryouwereinmysong · 2 days ago
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just writing visual fan fiction
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maccahazza · a day ago
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they just love squeezing each other’s shoulders...
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what’s up with them and shoulders
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talk about personal space...
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thebeatlelove · a day ago
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Paul McCartney wearing Aviator Sunglasses is superior to anything I’ve ever seen
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sounwise · a day ago
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[In Indianapolis in 1964] four state troopers, who had been seconded as Beatles bodyguards and were also staying at the motel, had become quite friendly with Ringo. The tour was three weeks old, and the drummer was suffering from a severe case of cabin fever—the weather was sultry and sticky, and he was kept awake by a noisy air-conditioning unit. At around 2 a.m. he got up, wandered into the tightly guarded hotel corridor and got into conversation with Jack Marks, the trooper who had been assigned to protect him. “Wanna ride around so I can show you our town?” Marks asked. Without another word and without telling anyone he was leaving, Ringo followed Marks to the back parking lot, climbed into the front passenger seat of a patrol car and, along with another trooper, off they went. Paul, who was rooming with Ringo, awoke at 4 a.m. and saw that the bed next to his had not been slept in. He woke Mal and Neil, who were next door. No one could explain Ringo’s disappearance. “Should we wake Brian and tell him Ringo is missing?” a nervous Mal asked. “Maybe he’s been kidnapped. People in America are nutters—they killed their president didn’t they?” Paul said he knew Ringo was desperate for a touch of normalcy, but the drummer wasn’t in the habit of vanishing without telling anybody. Two hours later, as the frantic, sleepless Beatles staffers discussed whether to sound the alarm and admit the unthinkable—that they had lost a Beatle—the patrol car arrived back at the hotel and a contrite and groggy looking Ringo stepped out. “Where the fook have you been?” Neil shouted. “No panic,” said Marks, “It’s okay. Nothing to worry about.” (continued under the cut)
[—from The Beatles and Me On Tour, Ivor Davis]
Marks, who had finished his daily tour of duty, later related his version of what the traveling media called “The Vanishing Ringo.” Marks said he simply offered to give the restless drummer a tour of his town, so they drove around all night with a delighted Ringo grabbing the car radio and ten-four-ing the police department dispatcher as though he was a real American cop. He even took the time to snap some photos with his own camera. They all ended up having coffee some twenty-five miles from the motel at Marks’ house, where they roused the trooper’s eleven-year-old daughter to meet the illustrious visitor. Their long day’s journey into dawn ended with them all popping in for a hearty breakfast at an all-night coffee shop, before the errant Beatle was safely returned, none the worse for wear, but seriously sleep-deprived. “I’m Broderick Crawford,” said Ringo, who was a big fan of the American fifties television cop show Highway Patrol. “I’m Broderick Crawford. Ten-four and out,” he kept repeating. Much later, Paul’s spin on the tale was somewhat different. He said Ringo told him the cops had taken him out to their favorite bar, where they had gotten terribly drunk together—and that Ringo (as was his wont after a night of heavy imbibing) had finally collapsed in an alcoholic stupor and slept it off in the state trooper’s home before being returned safely to the motel. Whatever the true version, Ringo, by then fed up to the teeth by all the restrictions, had enjoyed himself and had not worried one iota about how his sudden disappearance might impact the anxious Beatles traveling team.
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beatlesincolour · a day ago
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brummelliana · a day ago
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There was talk about whether Disney now owned the Beatles. Somebody mentioned a Beatles cartoon remake. I made this in a cold sweat.
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macca-is-art · a day ago
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George in A4 he would look like a little German boy ❤️
I hoped so much for someone to ask me specifically this one! and George sure make a perfect scolar boy
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beatlesdiscord · 2 days ago
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Paul: I was crying for THREE HOURS and NOBODY offered me a hug!
Ringo: I'll hug you!
Paul: DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME
George: this is why nobody hugs you
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thebeatlesbw · a day ago
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misspaoline · 2 days ago
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John Lennon and Yoko at the Sheraton Oceanus Hotel in the Bahamas on May 25, 1969 just a few days before the Bed-In in Montreal
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revolversoul · 19 hours ago
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Happy birthday to Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band!!
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The Beatles at the launch of Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band recording at the Apple offices in Saville Row in May 1967.
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thebeatlelove · 2 days ago
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Ringo with teddy bears!
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belle-epochalypse · 7 months ago
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POV: you’re on tumblr in the 1960s
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