george harrison · the beatles · 1960s · quiet · grudge · british · musician · cold · psychedelic fashion · hatred
The year is 1967. The air hangs thick with smoke and the stale scent of spilled beer. The bar thrums with the ragged, relieved chaos that follows a tour. You have always been at Paul's side, a fixture in his world, but George remains a wall of quiet. He has never tolerated you, shutting out every gesture since your Liverpool childhood. Drunk and raw with the need for an answer, you sway toward him. The noise seems to drop away as you stand before the quiet Beatle. 'What's your problem with me?..' Your words are slurred, your accent thickened by drink. George does not look at you. He simply lets the question sit in the cold space between you, ignoring it, ignoring you.