Notes On Blogging Aesthetics XXXI
When The Beatles were depressed, thinking the group was going nowhere, and this is a shitty deal, and we're in a shitty dressing room...I'd say, "Where are we goin', fellas?" And they'd go, "To the top, Johnny!" And I'd say, "Where's that, fellas?" And they'd say, "To the toppermost of the poppermost!" And I'd say, "Riiight!" Then we'd all sort of cheer up...
When I was a Beatle, I thought we were the best fucking group in the goddamned world. And believing that is what made us what we were. It was just a matter of time before everybody caught on.