Showing posts with label interview with the beatles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label interview with the beatles. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

How Can You Not Love Them?!?

Seriously, is there any possible way? They're super talented and super funny! And they really aren't bad lookin' either! I missed the bus for the 60's. I was definitely born in the wrong era. Truth of the matter is, I would have been a total groupie, I just know it. Heck, I already am and they aren't  even all  alive anymore! (Which makes me super sad!)
Enjoy! 
Love them! I do.



Press: How did you find America? 
John: Turn left at Greenland.


Press: Are you wearing wigs or real hair? 
Ringo: Hey, where's the police? 
Paul: Take her out! 
George: Our hair's real. What about yours, lady?

Press: Don't you ever get a haircut? 
George: I had one yesterday. 
Ringo: You should have seen him the day before.

Press: How do you feel about a nightclub called Arthur, named after your hair style? 
George: I was proud--until I saw the nightclub.

Press: How do you spend your time when you're cooped up in a hotel room between the shows? 
John: We play tennis and water polo, and hide ourselves from our perol officers.

Press: Is your wife expensive? 
John: Quite, quite... 
Paul: How much did she cost when you bought her? 
John: Er, she was about fifty pounds in Nairobi. 
George: But she was second hand, wasn't she?
Press: Was she second hand?? 
John: How dare you!

Press: Paul, you look like my son. 
Paul: You don't look a bit like my mother.

Press: Recently there has been an article published in Rolling Stone magazine stating that Day Tripper was about a prostitute, and Norwegian Wood was about a lesbian. What was you're intent when writing these songs? 
Paul: We were just trying to write songs about prostitutes and lesbians.

Press: Ringo, why do you wear two rings on each hand? 
Ringo: Because I can't fit them through my nose.

Press: Some people have been calling your work "unamerican". How do you respond to this? 
John: Well, that's very observant of them.

Press: Were you worried about the oversized roughnecks who tried to infiltrate the airport crowd on your arrival? 
Ringo: That was us.

Press: What do you do when you're cooped up in a hotel room between shows? 
George: We ice skate.

Press: What did you think when your airplane's engine began smoking as you landed today? 
Ringo: Beatles, women, and children first!

Press: What do you look like with your hair back on your foreheads? 
John: You just don't do that, mate. You feel naked if you do that, like you don't have any trousers on.

Press: What excuse do you have for your collar-length hair? 
John: Well, it just grows out yer head.

Press: What is the biggest threat to your careers, the atom bomb or dandruff? 
Ringo: The atom bomb. We've already got dandruff.

Press: What is this about an annual illness, George? 
George: I get cancer every year.

Press: When are you going to retire? 
Ringo: In about 10 minutes.

Press: When are you starting your next movie? 
Paul: In February. 
George: We have no title for it yet. 
Ringo: We have no story for it yet. 
John: We have no actors for it yet.

Press: When you do a new song, how do you decide who sings the lead? 
John: We just get together and whoever knows most of the words sings the lead.

Press: Where did you get your hair style? 
Paul: From Napoleon. And Julius Caesar too. We cut it anytime we feel like it. 
Ringo: We may do it now.

Press: Where did you think up the hairdos? 
Paul: We got them from a German photographer who wore his hair this way. 
George: It was while we were in Germany. I went swimming and when I came out I didn't have a comb. So my hair just dried. The others liked it the way it looked, and there we were. 
John: We've told so many lies about it we've forgotten.

Press: Which of you is really bald? 
George: We're all bald. And I'm deaf and dumb.

Press: Who in the world would the Beatles like to meet more than anyone else? 
Ringo: The real Santa Claus.

Press: Who thought up the name Beatles? 
Paul: I thought of it. 
Press: Why? 
Paul: Why not?

Press: Why don't you smile, George? 
George: I'll hurt my lips.

Press: Why is it that you Ringo get more fan mail than the others? 
Ringo: I dunno. I suppose it's because more people write me.

Press: You and the snow came to Washington at the same time today. Which do you think will have the greater impact? 
Ringo: The snow. We're going tomorrow.