Latest Posts by mikenesmithswoolhat - Page 2
im a mclennon conspiracist 😈😈 my whole life revolves around them
I need more Beatles blogs to follow.
If youre a Beatles blog (or at least 80% Beatles) reblog this so I can follow you!!! My dash is a bit slow, I need more Beatles!!! 🖤
ITS MY BIRTHDAY!! face reveal time 😛😛
feeling silly may do a face reveal for the two people here or smth
i like to imagine ur all little rats living under my bed
i just needed to see this whenever i went on my profile mb
so sad that nobody makes bob dylan stimboards. he stims so much there's so much source material. somebody shoukld make a bob dylan stimboard
tbis sis so rel
obsessed with this bit of paul twirling around in the alternative fool on the hill video in a way that is concerning
AUUGH JON FROM GARFIELD 😻😻😻😻🤤🤤
i have a love and hate relationship with poetry. its so pretty but i find it so hard to write, but i want to be a poet so bad. I want someone to come up to me and ask me what i do and i can positively say "oh yeah, im a poet, man"
like if ur a poet can u give me some magic pls 🙏
new paulie drawings
my cai is @woah_a_human
pls check it out 🙏🙏
made my first bot on cai!! my acc will be primarily about mclennon, the beatles, the beatles by themselves, joan baez, joan baez and bob dylan, bob dylan and other silly creatures i become hyperfixtated on 😭👍
i shall be adding new bots frequently. i hope.
omg yes
‘narcissus and echo’, fred chappell // ‘narcissus’, robert shaw // ‘echo and narcissus’, john william waterhouse // rolling thunder revue: a bob dylan story, dir martin scorsese // the metamorphoses, ovid // and a voice to sing with: a memoir, joan baez // the metamorphoses, ovid
I couldn’t stop looking at her, didn’t want to blink. She was wicked looking—shiny black hair that hung down over the curve of slender hips, drooping lashes, partly raised, no Raggedy Ann doll. The sight of her made me high. All that and her voice. It was a voice that drove out bad spirits. It was like she’d come down from another planet.
Bob Dylan on Joan Baez, Chronicles, Vol. One, 2004
omg i love them
sweet little baby. oh she was down bad
[joan baez on bob dylan; from 'bob dylan' by anthony scaduto]
this picture.
Just the way thay joan is sitting, how bob is standing playing guitar and performing.. bob being more in the light, joan looking down
just liek sushsjjsjdkwnfkj i wanna worship whoever took this because it portrays their relationship so much
an edit i made.
one drawing i made in class without reference:)
something that has me absolutely gutted over john, paul and george is the fact that they met when they were young teenagers.
paul was shorter than john when they met. i’m sure his voice hadn’t fully dropped yet either.
john quite literally watched them grow taller than him (i know he and george were about the same height but my point still stands, he watched his younger friends turn into peers turn into completely realized adult men).
and of course john was growing right with them. the de facto leader in the early years making it up as he went as these teenage boys looked up to him. have you seen a 19 year old try to act put together?
i look back at pictures of my friends from high school and i when we were 14-17 and we’ve already changed so much. round faces are sharper, life experience is deeper. i met up with my best friend from childhood for dinner a few months ago (at a bar, we went from polly pockets to IPAs ((i hate IPAs)) ) and i had the striking thought: suddenly we aren’t little girls anymore. but we still had our entire life shared. all those memories, all that drama from middle school to still rant about.
it was the same for those three boys.
i just think that adds a level of depth to their friendship and band that couldn’t be orchestrated.
think about their inside jokes. think about a 28 year old john lennon laughing at a joke that paul made from when they were 16 and 18. think about a 34 year old george smirking as he mumbles to himself a phrase only they would understand from their hamburg days. think about an 82 year old paul fondly remembering a hand gesture they would do to one another before going on stage and doing it to nancy, trying to explain to her what it meant.
think about how that affected the breakup of the band. after growing up together…did they really have an identity without the others?
it’s like the park bench “we were girls together”… they were boys together.
Mclennon pigtail pulling
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“What were the Beatles really like? She’s asked this every day. “Very irreverent, very flirty,” she says, “just like my own boys growing up. That John Lennon was a very naughty boy. He preferred men. He was very shy with women, you know, trying to get confidence in himself with that naughty schoolboy humour, that catch-the-girl, kiss-the-girl thing. If you came on as a siren, he’d run a mile.””
Cilla Black, interview in the Telegraph, August, 1997
real
sometimes I get the sense that paul wants someone to catch him in the lie. what I mean is, he covers things up -just- enough for plausible deniability (which, really, tends to be more than enough in such a heteronormative society), but as we can see pretty clearly, he doesn't really seem to put that much effort into hiding the meaning of his lyrics. he doesn't need to, because 99% of people will assume it's platonic or about a woman, and when that 1% does start questioning him, he (and I quote) "can always just deny it" and end it there. but beneath that surface-level negation, I wonder whether subconsciously he hopes that someone will keep pushing him on it and talk him into a corner he can't get out of. it would allow him to come out without technically being the one to do it – getting outed but in a way that still feels under his control because he laid the trail for it. yet, after all these years and all these songs, no one has actually pushed him like that yet. maybe I'm just projecting, but I myself used to have this rule that I wouldn't come out to anyone who didn't directly ask me first. this led me to wait years longer than I should've to tell my parents, because they just wouldn't ask the question, and I was too stubborn to give in until they did. I wonder whether paul feels something similar but to a more extreme degree
LOOK AT PAUL YAPPINGGG
I tell people I’m into The Beatles and they think I mean it in an “I wanna hold your hand” kinda way or a “come together” kinda way but what they don’t know is that I’m actually tortured by them, like virulently afflicted with their melody and harmony and mythology and queerness
I think the Beatles would’ve been happier if they were tiny and they lived in a sewing kit in Brian’s house and they all slept inside the same empty box of cigarettes and they got to play sold out gigs for the mice
i believe that they were to scared to ruin their friendship, then gave in in rishikesh and it "ruined" everything, and obviously the crushes both ways but mostly john for paul cus have u seen the way he looked at him oml
