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i was surprised Paul is playing somewhat close by to me, i was so excited to possibly go! until i see the damn prices 💔

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The worst thing that happened in 2001 was George Harrison dying

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I want to post my george stories coz i wrote soooo many but i’m paranoid my writing sucks 😣

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few days ago was my birthday and it feels so weird turning the age i always pretended to be (╥‸╥)

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and the wallets have opened

ugh yes 💔💔 flys come out of my wallet cuz i spent my money on tickets 💔

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The guns have fallen silent, the stars have aligned. The great wait is over. They’re officially back <3 Oasis in Cardiff

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i wish i were a cigarette so george harrison could smoke me

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She and He

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my sweet lord ˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

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George’s glasses 😭 he looks like a bug

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Photo by Clive Arrowsmith.

“Our son, Dhani, and I, like George’s friends, were spoiled by his rich and loving presence: from the morning wake-up call, which could have been (depending on our location and mood) a morning raga, a Vedic chant, a Mozart concerto, Cab Calloway’s ‘Bugle Call Rag,‘ or Hoagy’s earliest instrumental version of ‘Stardust,‘ to the day’s final tune, maybe whistled on his way to bed and which I would wake up in the morning singing. He loved planting the seed of a song and would sometimes whistle a tune I disliked just to see if he could get it rolling around in my head. After I would complain about it, he’d say, ‘Okay, here’s one to replace it.‘ and whistle another. All senses were satisfied as incense blew in the morning breeze, mingling with the steam from hot cups of tea. If he stepped out of the door for a breath of morning air, he always returned with a flower or leaf that would have gone unnoticed by everyone else, in the same way many among us would have gone unnoticed were it not for his ability to ‘see‘ the true person inside the bodily form. He always went straight to the heart of a person, and that ability extended to any subject or matter or work before him. His ability to penetrate to the core gave him, as he put it, ‘a different slant, a different pattern,‘ than anyone I ever knew.” - Olivia Harrison, foreword to Harrison (2002)

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he was always the prettiest, wasn’t he? 🐞

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i never knew Michael and George met!!! they both look stunning but when do they not! i believe these are from an interview for bbc radio in 1979 (correct me if i’m wrong!) xx

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pretty boy