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Look ik they were all on acid or whatever but some of these fashions choices are so ????
#Pink and purple scarves over an orange shirt with blue pants???#Maybe he's a visionary and I just don't get it#Pink floyd#Nick mason#Rick wright#Roger waters#Syd barrett
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favorite classic films before 1990 [1/?] ⟶ tommy (1975) dir. ken russell
Buy your way to heaven… it comes to one pound seven!
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Rog scaring Nick then proceeding to hug and kiss him is my fav thing ever
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Best RPF Ship - Round 6 Match 2
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everyone knows about #that young lust performance from the wall tour but nobody ever talks about this insane version of run like hell where roger is literally losing his mind
#hes having the time of his life and i gotta respect that#what an icon#pink floyd#roger waters#david gilmour#nick mason#rick wright#was rick even on this tour i cant remember
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just got my hands on a whammy bar and wtf this shit is unbelievable fun to use ive been missing out for so many years
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ITS MY BIRTHDAY TODAY!!! I am now old enough to fuck paul mccartney and drive a car!!
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these pictures of him have me foaming at the mouth
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wow shading practice isnt that neat
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They leave the West behind ☎️✈️
#THIS IS INSANELY GOOD??/#I LOVE THIS SO MUCH#rb#paul mccartney#john lennon#george harrison#ringo starr
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John Lennon at Winter Gardens in Margate, England | July 1963 © Leslie Bryce
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Pattie Boyd on herself, George, John and Cynthia being spiked with LSD-laced coffee by their dentist, John Riley
Our dentist, John Riley, had turned us on to acid. He and his girlfriend invited John, Cynthia, George, and me to dinner at his house in Hyde Park Square one evening sometime in 1965. [...] We had a lovely meal, plenty to drink, and at the end George said, “Let’s go.” We were planning to see some friends playing at the Pickwick Club. John Riley’s girlfriend jumped to her feet. “You can’t,” she said. “You haven’t had any coffee yet. It’s ready, I’ve made it - and it’s delicious.” We sat down again and drank the coffee she was insistent we should have. But then we were really keen to get away and John Lennon said, “We must go now. These friends of ours are going to be on soon. It’s their first night, we’ve got to go and see them.” And John Riley said, “You can’t leave.” “What are you talking about?” said John Lennon. “You’ve just had LSD.” “No, we haven’t.” “Yes, you have,” said our host. “It was in the coffee.” John Lennon was absolutely furious. “How dare you fucking do this to us?” he said.
George and I said, “Do what?” We didn’t know what LSD was. John Lennon was the only one of us who knew because he had read about it in Playboy. He said, “It’s a drug,” and as it began to take effect we felt even more strongly that we didn’t want to be there. I wondered if the dentist, who hadn’t had any coffee, had given it to us hoping the evening might end in an orgy. We were desperate to escape. John Riley said he would drive us and we should leave our car with him. “No,” we said. We piled into my Mini, which seemed to be shrinking, and drove to the club where our friends were playing. All the way the car felt smaller and smaller, and by the time we arrived we were completely out of it. People kept recognising George and coming up to him. They were moving in and out of focus, then looked like animals. We clung to each other, feeling surreal. Soon we moved on to the Ad Lib Club - we knew it and thought we might feel better if we were in familiar surroundings. It wasn’t far from the Pickwick so we walked and on the way I remember trying to break a shop window. The Ad Lib was on the top floor, above the Prince Charles Theatre in Leicester Place, and we thought the lift was on fire because there was a little red light inside. As the doors opened, we crawled out and bumped into Mick Jagger, Marianne Faithfull, and Ringo. John told them we’d been spiked. The effect of the drug was getting stronger and stronger, and we were all in hysterics and crazy. When we sat down, the table elongated. Hours later we decided to go home. We climbed into the car again and this time George drove - at no more than ten miles an hour, concentrating hard, all the way to Esher. But it felt as though he was doing a thousand miles an hour [...] it was daylight by the time we got home. We went into Kinfauns and locked the gate so that the cleaner wouldn’t come in and find us, put the cat into a room on her own, and sat down. The drug took about eight hours to wear off, but it was very frightening and we never spoke to the dentist again.
- From Pattie Boyd's autobiography Wonderful Tonight: George Harrison, Eric Clapton, and Me (2007)
#I've read about this story before but Jesus christ#Pattie boyd#george harrison#John lennon#cynthia lennon#Rb
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crossover of the century
#i think this is september 25th 1986?#because met were in norway on 25/9/86 on their damage inc tour#which wouldve been 2 days before the bus accident :/#maniac mayhem#kirk hammett#sven erik kristiansen#mayhem band#mayhem#metallica
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how is this man real
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George and Eric's relationship is endlessly fascinating to me and I can't even begin to try dissecting whatever the fuck was going on between them
#Like ????#What is it called when you have an inferiority complex to one of your best friends and your coworkers debate replace you with him#And he fucks your wife#And you still remain friends????#????#george harrison#eric clapton#the beatles#cream band
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