saw a bench in the park that had g town skins on it. crossed out to say g town mods, crossed out again to say g town skins again. and we all fall down the hill. laughing because we don't want to cry. and you have to grow. always grow and learn. and change. and most importantly love. never stop loving.
i never understood that. until now. i hope that on my tombstone it says he never stopped loving. he fought cynicism until the bitter end.
there is something about the brotherhood of john, paul, george, and ringo that never fails. just four boys from liverpool who grew up in front of the world. totally in love with rock and roll. and each other. if the beatles had never broken up, it wouldn't be as magical. in the end they were destined to implode. they carried the weight of the world on their shoulders for ten years. they eased the pain of vietnam, the assinations of jfk, and mlk. they were there when we walked on the moon for the first time, and they are always there when we need them to be.
i will start writing about what these bands mean to us. i have a lot that i want to share. and when i can't share i'll share more.
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