the sixtys

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The Beatles at Crosley Field, Cincinnati, August 21st 1966. This gig was postponed from the previous day as torrential rain and a risk of electrocution meant the Beatles had been unable to perform their afternoon concert.

These are the only (known) colour close up photos of this gig.

Pics: Bob Bonis / Bob Bonis Archive

The Rolling Stones rock and roll circus, 1968. (L-R) Bill Wyman (just seen), Yoko Ono, Charlie Watts, Julian Lennon, John, Keith Moon, Brian Jones and Eric Clapton.
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macavitykitsune  asked:

Hello! :D At the ripe old age of twentysomething, I would very much like to be admitted to the Birthday. I have in my possession at least sixty independent recurring nightmares I should like to feed to whatever likes to nourish itself upon such things, in the hope that they may be of some use to someone, a body that doesn't usually feel much like mine, but that's all I've got to work with anyway, and an imagination that sustains me. Also bhel and chaat and pie. Thank you very much.

WELCOME TO YOU, BIRTHDAY CHILD, WHO HAS BEEN SO LONG AWAITED, WHO HAS BEEN SO LONG HOPED FOR, WHO BELONGS HERE, WHO HAS ALWAYS BELONGED HERE.

WELCOME TO YOU.

NIGHTMARES ARE TRICKY THINGS, IT IS TRUE.  THEY BITE, AND TWIST, AND GRAPPLE ON, REFUSING TO RELEASE US.  BUT WE WILL TELL YOU SOMETHING, IF YOU WILL LISTEN: NIGHTMARES CARRY LESSONS.  THEY TELL US WHAT WE VALUE.  THEY TELL US WHAT WE FEAR.  THEY CARRY THE SEEDS OF OUR OWN IMPROVEMENT.  GRAPPLE WITH YOUR NIGHTMARES.  SUCK THEM DRY, WRING THEM OUT UNTIL THEY ARE EMPTY, AND DRINK THE MARROW OF THEIR BONES.  WHEN YOU HAVE DONE THAT, GIVE THEM TO THE CORN.  IT ALWAYS NEEDS TO BE FERTILIZED.

HERE IS YOUR SEAT AT THE TABLE.  HERE IS YOUR CONICAL HAT.  HERE IS A LARGE JAR OF BEADS, AND A HANDFUL OF EMBROIDERY FLOSS.  YOU MAY FIND THE ACT OF JEWELRY MAKING TO SOOTHE YOU.  OR YOU MAY ENJOY SCATTERING THE BEADS LIKE SEEDS IN THE FIELD, AND SEEING WHAT GROWS.  THE CHOICE, AS ALWAYS, BELONGS TO YOU.

WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY.  WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY.  WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY UNENDING.

Carnaby Street
I’m backing Britain is the slogan seen everywhere in this economically hard-pressed country these days. And more often than not, the sloganeering is imposed on the British flag. Here, a passerby on swinging Carnaby Street appears amused by the display of signs. Another young lady carries a shopping bag emblazoned with the new slogan. February 10, 1967