bowielit
wannabe cultural critic
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bowielit · 6 hours ago
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bowielit · 3 days ago
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No guys you're right there really isn't any space at all in that room to spread out a little bit and not sit shoulder to shoulder thigh to thigh that's fine.
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bowielit · 3 days ago
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“We nearly always went up to his little music room that he’d had built at the top of the house, Daddy’s room, where we would get away from it all. I like to get away from people to songwrite, I don’t like to do it in front of people. It’s like sex for me, I was never an orgy man. So John and I would sit down and by then it might be one or two o’clock, and by four or five o’clock we’d be done”. – Paul McCartney, Many Years From Now
immediately after admitting songwriting is like Sex he follows with Yeah so John and I would do it together. do you hear yourself paul.
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bowielit · 5 days ago
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“We nearly always went up to his little music room that he’d had built at the top of the house, Daddy’s room, where we would get away from it all. I like to get away from people to songwrite, I don’t like to do it in front of people. It’s like sex for me, I was never an orgy man. So John and I would sit down and by then it might be one or two o’clock, and by four or five o’clock we’d be done”. – Paul McCartney, Many Years From Now
immediately after admitting songwriting is like Sex he follows with Yeah so John and I would do it together. do you hear yourself paul.
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bowielit · 8 days ago
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Bob Dylan is really such a funny dude to exist. you’re a teenager who’s really obsessed with this one folk musician. ok. normal. then you hear said folk musician is in the hospital and what do you do? drop out of college and travel all the way from minnesota to new york to see him. and while you’re there you might as well become a folk singer yourself. okay sure. you sound a little weird but damn can you write. you get signed to a record label. record an album. does pretty well. record another album. does really well. now you’re famous. you go on tour in the uk. you sing at the march on washington. you release another album, and another. you’re the spokesman for a movement, for a generation. you’re a poet. you’re a golden child. thing is, you hate all that. so you learn electric guitar and everyone else hates all that and boos you and you cry but who cares? they can keep booing you, you’re still bob dylan. you keep going with this electric thing. someone calls you judas but at least you’re not christ. oh yeah and you’ve been on and off with the second most famous folk singer of your generation. well that’s over now. you marry someone else. you get in a motorcycle accident. finally a fucking break. you don’t appear in public again until woody guthrie (remember woody guthrie?) dies and you perform at his memorial concert. you change up your musical style. you make friends with george harrison. you’re not getting good reviews but who cares? youre bob dylan. you act in a film. sure. you go on tour again. you’re having problems with your wife. you go on tour again but this time it’s this vaudeville thing and everyone’s on drugs. joan baez is there in drag as you. you make this weird, bad, half-improvised film where you’re there with your ex and your wife. everyone has signed up for these psychological mind games and no one wins. you convert to evangelical christianity. everyone hates it. you drop it. you release some of your most negatively reviewed music. you form the greatest supergroup of all time. great. you have a resurgence in popularity. even better. you get a nobel prize. you don’t even show up to claim it. you’ve been considered one of the greatest musicians of all time for sixty years. they make a movie about you. it stars one of the biggest actors of the day. and now over sixty years after you dropped out of college and traveled to the east coast, people are writing fanfic of you getting topped by johnny cash.
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bowielit · 8 days ago
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so i just watched a complete unknown. didn't realise how annoying bob dylan was and how he affected the women in his life. didn't know he ditched folk for electric with such callousness. didn't know he was a little gay for johnny cash. didn't realise he(was a little freak. beautiful freaky twink bob.... hmmmm.... tv remote body TimBob giving half smoked cigarette that was granted a wish to become human ... twinky freaky bobby.... #needthat
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bowielit · 9 days ago
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i can't remember where it's from but there's this one interview where paul's asked why the fans call him 'the bouncy one' and paul has this super nonchalant ass reaction and says I Dont Know like he didn't used to get on stage and jiggle like a plate of crème caramel flan being smacked by ten teaspoons....
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bowielit · 9 days ago
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do you ship mclennon
i do not "ship" mclennon. i view their relationship like a historian. would you call someone who studies ww2 an england and france "shipper" ? no. john lennon and paul mccartney had a decade long situationship and were fucking off lsd in 67. it's not a matter of shipping or not. i'm only here to observe and comment.
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bowielit · 12 days ago
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Paul McCartney lighting Damon Albarn's cig (2000)
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bowielit · 12 days ago
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bowielit · 12 days ago
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The moment where John and Paul face each other and get really unusually intimate on camera and it makes John falter and give up his shithead demeanor for a few seconds is so fucking insane and far more damning than any interview or retrospective analysis could be. They were genuinely so psychosexually involved with each other and we got it on fucking camera
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bowielit · 16 days ago
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they're so annoying....... like ur in the middle of an interview.....
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bowielit · 16 days ago
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writing really is the answer. was frustrated and anxious and upset. wrote it all down. made it something physical i can see. made it make sense. feels like a weight lifted off my chest. floating rn. literally the most incredible human invention. the ability to write. writing... reading... books! my god.
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bowielit · 17 days ago
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'Beatle people/biographers' ignoring the John and Paul dynamic for years as a factor in the break-up is kind of like if maritime historians started blaming the blinking light in passenger suite 307 for the sinking of the titanic instead of the massive fucking iceberg.
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bowielit · 20 days ago
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watching old beatles interviews is so funny because paul will be talking and here comes john tickling his back or smacking his head or touching his thigh or fingering him like relax brother no one's taking him from you
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bowielit · 21 days ago
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The Beatles interviewed after arriving at the Prince Edward Hotel in Toronto, 7 September 1964 Q: Paul? I think your name is Paul, right? PAUL: Yes Q: Paul, you are a favourite in Toronto. PAUL: Oh, I thought Ringo was- Q: No, I think your good looks go along with it. PAUL: Gee. [George repeatedly taps the interviewer] Q: I'll get to you yet, sir! Paul, what do you think of Toronto - I mean, what you've seen of it so far? PAUL: Oh you know, like Ringo says we haven't seen a lot of it but it's nice, we just saw a little bit- [John slaps Paul] PAUL: Who's hitting me? [inaudible] John. Saw a few lights from the air, you know, couldn't really tell.
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bowielit · 26 days ago
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