guh sorry i went to bed but in reply to this i just want to say that how can i not put myself down when i dont deserve it right yknow
"You’re a swine." - John Lennon, A Hard Day’s Night (1964)
THE ACCENT CHALLENGE oh god
i have a lisp and i tried to hide it a little
On a scale of 1-10 how much of a frat boy do I look like?
idek like if my blog timeline was any decent story then by now i thought itd be obvious the climax happened v v long ago (i would say prime time was 2012-2013) so whats the point anymore its not getting better its only getting shittier by the day im shitter by the day loooool
Moo cats are my aesthetic 🐄
a photoset to show you all how much i suck at make up
It’s summer as you all may know and I decided it was time to update the list of people who constantly make my days better on this website. I would like to thank every single on you, thank you for following me, thank you for being so nice and supporting me through all. This blog would be nothing without you guys. I love you all. Shoutout to the wonderful Lex for editing the picture.
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never trust women
Today is the 52nd anniversary of Stuart Sutcliffe’s death, which prompts me to say a few things.
I’ve been blogging about Stu for four years. My purpose in creating goingintodeepwater was to help dispel the faulty Sutcliffe image that shoddy journalists had embedded in Beatles mythology, and which equally lazy writers have continued to circulate. Unfortunately, I still see the same stupid misperceptions repeated here on tumblr and other sites; still see the same stupid arguments being discussed (“was Stuart a bad bass player?”).
Sutcliffe fan fiction is often the worst offender, setting Stu up as shy and insecure, an unsure second-stringer. This despite declarations to the contrary from every Sutcliffe contemporary, from Stuart’s own letters, and from the clear evidence of his behavior that proves he was confident, responsible, and mature way beyond his peers. He was introverted, not shy; he was sensitive, not insecure (there’s a difference; look it up). He knew what he was capable of: from an early age he understood he was gifted with an exceptionally brilliant mind and a fiery talent. His dalliance with music was tangential to what he could and did accomplish as a visual artist.
Speaking of music, Stuart was the eldest and steadiest member of a rag-tag group of novice musicians. He had nerve, stamina, and courage (read about his struggle with bass guitar, and later, with debilitating illness). He had the capacity to give freely of himself, was openly passionate and able to love without limit.
But old myths die hard—-no matter how erroneous. I can only hope that current and future writers use their gray matter for more than dead paperweights holding down outdated material, and begin to realize—-and write about—-the extraordinary man Stuart Sutcliffe was.
Happy Deathday, Stu.
(portrait of Stuart Sutcliffe by stu-de-stael)