I got John Travolta to kiss Olivia Newton John at the Grease party back in 1978. Much better then having them just mug for my camera. Travolta lived in my building, but I never saw him.
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Letters from Vincent van Gogh to his brother, Theo.
(this made me think of the movie Vincent & Theo… beautiful, and heartbreaking)
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“Do not fall in love with people like me
we will take you to
museums and parks
and monuments
and kiss you in every beautiful
place so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting us
like blood in your mouth”
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-lol:
I never get tired of this photo.
Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life:
“I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.”
God I love herrr
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Mt Assiniboine, British Columbia, Canada (by kevin mcneal)
