An Early Demo Of Simon And Garfunkel’s “The Only Living Boy In New York” (excerpted From The 1975

here's hoping people never stop asking

Stewy do you have any more information on Joan Baez's sapphic affairs that you can share please

“In 1972 I was talking with a young reporter from a Berkeley paper. He asked me if I was heterosexual. I said simply that if the affair I’d had ten years ago counted, then I was bisexual. I didn’t realize what a catch he had when he left my house and tore back up the coast to print his story.

The next morning, Gail, a good friend who had helped me at Gabe’s birth and was staying with me at the time, helping with Gabe after David and I had split up, poked her head into the bedroom and said, “There’s a guy here from the press. Did you tell someone you were a lesbian?”

I sighed and got dressed. Just my luck to have a woman greet them at the door in her nightgown.

What I said to them then, and what I would say now if asked the same questions, is the following:

I had an affair with a girl when I was twenty-two. It was wonderful. It happened, I assume, after an overdose of unhappiness at the end of an affair with a man, when I had a need for softness and understanding. I assume that the homosexuality within me, which people love to say is in all of us, made itself felt at that time, and saved me from becoming cold and bitter toward everyone. I slowly mended, and since the affair with Kimmie have not had another affair with a woman nor the conscious desire to.”

PS: A Voice To Sing With was published in 1987. Empathy towards the LGBT community was little to none among the general public. I’m not sure if Joan’s answers would’ve been different today; probably, but maybe not since she gave a similar answer in 1979 while participating in a Pride event. Either way, it’s extremely brave of her to not erase Kim and their affair from her life at the time this was published, and to speak about it with such love and care.

Thanks for uploading this they’re so silly

When I said: "You'll outlast me, you live more carefully." He said: "Write out what you want to." Ok, it's hard to say I knew him well, He was enigmatic to himself. Which of us was more aware? Which the elder? I was born November fifth. He on October 13th - a few weeks premature, you following me? He was born three weeks before me, my dear, But he was a premature baby. Were we both conceived at the same instant? February 5th 1941, the dead middle of winter, In the heart of World War Two Was I born at the right time? For 70 years his arm has been around my shoulder, He's dazzled me with gifts. I nurtured him in his youth. He brought me into prominence. I taught him to sing. He connected my voice to the world. I made him tall. All of our personal belongings are intertwined. We say it's exhausting to compete, But we shine for each other. It's still our favourite game. It goes on, this embrace, whether I speak for him or he for me: Love ruled our lives. It rules the mourners, And the winter of longevity.

Art Garfunkel's Poem performed at Paul Simon's 70th Birthday Party, 2011

Asked what Simon's reaction was, he admitted: "I don't know - he was at the other side of the room. I dared not look."

with how ever many times they said song writing is like sex. just thought about how they strum with the dominant hands and something something jerking off

WOKE simon and garfunkel

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america (shaking head disapprovingly)

the only living person in new york

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