Every Time I Listen To Dearest By Buddy Holly I Have To Consciously Force Myself To Hear “umm Yeah”

nobody:

jerry allison while recording “everyday” with buddy holly: you know what would make this song a bop? that’s right, rhythmic thigh slapping

I just wanna hold your hand bro, no don’t make it gay dude I just wanna hold ur hand cause like when I touch you I feel happy inside bro. No I said it’s not gay come on.

It's been a "thinking about starrison on company time" kinda afternoon

EDIT: I MEANT STARRISON I DIDN'T MEAN MCHARRISON I'M SO SLEEP DEPRIVED GOODBYE

Me at Area 51 escaping with a stolen time machine so I can go to 1984 and chill on the BTTF set

JFK:”Hark! That sounds like the gentle knock of a vulnerable teenage girl.“

Paul: Put your hand up if you thought I was dating John?

Paul:...

Paul: Put your hand down John

January 26th, 1969 (Apple Studio): While Paul, George, and Ringo work on the arrangement for ‘Octopus’s Garden’, John teases Paul and Linda’s daughter Heather about her new pets.

HEATHER: We’ve got some baby kittens only about that big— JOHN: Are you going to eat them? HEATHER: No! JOHN: Lots of people do, you know. I don’t, I mean. HEATHER: Kittens that have just been born yesterday, or a few days— PAUL: On toast? On toast? JOHN: You put pastry around them, and then you have cat pie. HEATHER: A few days they were just born, weren’t they? JOHN: Oh, you’d better wait a week or two before you eat them. HEATHER: No, I’m never going to eat them! JOHN: Aren’t you? Well, that’s very good. HEATHER: And then we took the grown-ups, and one of them’s beautiful, like this Daddy cat. It’s got a big black spot there— JOHN: Oh, you don’t eat them if they have black spots. HEATHER: The other one’s like a tiger. JOHN: You don’t eat them if they’re like tigers, either. [laughter] HEATHER: You don’t eat any cats! They don’t taste good. [general laughter] And anyway, I’m just a pussycat who was just born. JOHN: Are you? PAUL: Okay, pussycat. JOHN: There’s a good dog. Puss. 

…

HEATHER: Stop keep – stop keep calling me “dog”, I’m a cat. JOHN: Okay, cat.

paul and john: *play fighting*

paul: *takes john's glasses off*

john (panicking): without my glasses i feel naked!

Paul, lying awake in bed: Hey, are you asleep yet?

John: Yes.

Paul: Oh, okay, I won’t bother you then.

[two hours later]

Paul: …

Paul: Wait a fucking second-

Could we just take a second to just imagine how good George Harrison’s Instagram would have been?