If I had infinite money I'd commission a movie with the Midas Man boys where John has been hit by a shrink ray. They spend the movie trying to reverse it. but in the end he comes to terms with it and they all live happily ever after on their Greek island.
Hi, I've seen comments on your fic. I'm always on the lookout for new fic. What name do you write under?
For some whatever reason I write as tikk over on ao3, but it's all hidden unless you're logged in. <3
the thing is if you're writing a beatles book, you'd want to know basically nothing about anything. it's a fine tradition of beatles books. you wouldn't want to bring too much 'knowing things' to a 'ridiculous assumptions' party.
the whole of it is that men's books will never be anything in comparison to women's understanding, because in actual fandom, you don't hide all your working and then put out a ridiculous standalone thing that feels important. You just put stuff out there for other people to see, and then you take your feelings and some other feelings, and sort of smudge them up, and together you all create a cob house of possible feelings, with a vaguely plausible layout, which you're not saying is absolute, but which you are saying is wonderful and possible and which smells like home. And then sometimes someone comes over and adds some detailing to the mantelpiece, or builds a little annexe, or someone else is like 'well that window doesn't make sense there!' and you're like 'yeah I know - but we had all this rumour and conjecture and we had to put it somewhere'. And then they take it out and put a three word quote from a 1975 magazine article in its place and everyone gathers to look at the lovely new thing with better flow, and have a cup of tea.
and meanwhile men are building fucking standalone square houses from a flatpack, and pretending they fit in the space, pretending they're new or interesting or even fucking functional, when they've not even built foundations and the whole thing would blow over in the slightest wind, but they're too busy lauding each other as design geniuses to actually care.
this is not about ken womack* specifically who I know nothing about and I'm sure is fine. it's not even about anyone specifically. it's about how much better the internet is at understanding beatles than books. and how much more I value fandom than authorship, and how hilarious it is that books are taken more seriously than any decent blog with a functioning tagging system.
* a post I wrote when Ken Womack brought out his book about Mal's diaries, and confidently decided that little cartoon was Paul, and a post which the whole Ian Leslie stuff has reminded me about so I went into drafts to find it.
Social conditioning is so strong that many people here seem so honored that a white man cared enough to steal their ideas. Instead of, you know, wondering why they don't have the opportunity of publishing such material themselves.
the fact em forster lost his virginity at the age of 37 and then was too busy having gay sex to write…inspiring
like he literally said this
JOHN LENNON AND GEORGE HARRISON DURING "OUR WORLD" REHEARSAL BREAK
DAVID MAGNUS, 1967.
Paul was great. He was full of fun and desperate to be Elvis. He did all the hair and everything, and he had a similar facial look, only he was prettier than Elvis. He didn't sag off like George and I did but we'd always see him in smokers' corner, and he drew great cartoons of members of staff - as soon as you looked at them you knew who they were. I stood next to Paul in assembly. (George didn't come in - he was still going down to the canteen with the other Catholics and Jews.) There'd be the lesson for the day and the headmaster's speech, when he named whoever he wanted to thrash with his cane, and in every hymn we sang I never heard Paul sing the melody - he always did the harmony line. I used to stand there and think, 'How the fuck does he do that?'
-Arthur Kelly, quoted in Tune In by Mark Lewisohn
The Beatles on The Ed Sullivan Show, 9th February 1964
@javelinbk tags:
“Robert Fraser told me that his strongest recollection of jail was that there wasn’t any colour. It was all shades of grey to such an extent that when he was working in the kitchen, he became fascinated by the blue flame of the gas jet because it was the only noticeable colour. It became a turn-on to watch the gas burning on the stoves.”
Kenneth Anger in Blinds&Shutters
Jim Dine's Unused Art for an Unreleased Beatles Album
These five pieces were auctioned at Bonhams in November 2024 for $25,600.
The five works called Untitled (John, Paul, George, Ringo and The Beatles) are graphite and watercolor on vellum and depict group and individual toothbrushes labeled for each member of the iconic band.
Each item is signed and dated 'Jim Dine 1968' in the lower left corner.
The connection with Dine is obviously through Robert Fraser, who was a friend to Dine and showed many of his works at the Robert Fraser Gallery. Another instance of Fraser connecting "his" artists to the Beatles, as he'd done with Michael Cooper, Peter Blake, and Richard Hamilton.
More information on this project, from Bonhams catalog, below the cut:
From under the cut:
Made for an approved, but ultimately unrealized Beatles multi-album project in 1968, [...] a 4-album (LP) compilation set of previously released Beatles songs, [...] John Lennon, Paul McCartney, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr were each to select their own favorite Beatles tracks, adding spoken dialogue as to why they considered each selection a favorite.
Hi! I was wondering what happened in 65/66 that strained J&P’s relationship? Or what makes you think that it was strained?
A list of reasons why John and Paul got Weird at each other between 65 and 66, with varying shades of truthfulness:
- John wanted Yesterday to he a duet
- Paul was jealous of John and his fascination with Dylan
- John was jealous of Paul's fascination with Brian Wilson
- Paul wanted Help! to be a duet
- Irreconcilable differences of opinion on The Sound of Music
- Paul wanted a Spaniard In The Works to be a joint endeavour
- John wanted Paul's house in Westminster to be a joint endeavour
- Mr I Hate Orgies and Songwriting Is Like Sex suddenly is just fine inviting other people to contribute to their lyrics
- I Bet If Brian Wilson Wanted To Drop Acid With You, You Would
- Who Is John Dunbar To You?
- I Could Tell You About Magritte
- ...Paris?!
- "...but of all those friends and lovers"
- Typical tensions of the "we got married at sixteen and are approaching the ten year anniversary of our teenage elopement" variety
- Not touring is Fine. Not sharing rooms enclosed spaces hysteria late nights with you in a way that was understood as Normal is also Fine. Not touring is Great for both parties.
- I Bet If Robert Fraser Wanted To Drop Acid With You, You Would
- The back and forth, call and response lyrics in Wait are just as important as the ones in We Can Work It Out
- Here There And Everywhere isn't about anything and everyone makes trips to Surrey without any guarantee that they'll actually get work done there. Songs don't mean anything. Nothing means anything.
- Best Friends Each Think Nowhere Man Is About Them
- John said Pet Sounds was just "fine"
I just binge read your fics and truly what an experience! I especially love how you play Paul as someone who is being oblivious on purpose even in his own head. I also love the friendship between everyone and just the intensity you bring to everything!!
thank you anon thank you thank you
I like the phrasing 'oblivious on purpose even in his own head'. I'm not quite sure I can work it out, but it does sound very paul so if it's what I did I'm glad
Terrified they’re gonna make Yoko faultless and boring in the biopics to correct previous false narratives. Please, just because she didn’t break up the Beatles doesn’t mean she’s not a calculating control freak!!! On my hands and knees begging them to portray a complicated woman complicatedly!!! Sam Mendes can you hear me???