Sandra Dee and Bobby Darin for Come September (1961)
what kind of sick demented god would allow this to happen
hommina hommina hommina hommina hommina hommina hommina hommina hommina hommina
I looked at my watch and turned on the radio. The music came pouring out and I sat there absorbing what sounded like hundred pieces playing the Axel Stordahl arrangement, swelling, softening, opening a path for Frank Sinatra’s voice to come through singing… I dropped my do-it-yourself record on the floor, listening, appreciating the professionalism, the way all that music served as no more than a frame for his voice, a frame he didn’t seem to even notice was there. He sang free, unencumbered, as easy as if he were in the shower, yet all the elements fit and came together in a big-time sound that gave me chills.
Sammy Davis Jr.
Charlie Chaplin in a charity baseball game for the Red Cross - March 1917. It was the Screen Tragics against the Comics. Was not exactly sure what that meant, basically the dramatic actors against the comic ones :)
WE’RE GONNA BE SO STYLISH! what with our tracksuits and all!
We should just build our own Jurassic park in Astoria!!
Ahh..I just saw this. But YES!!! Omg. Looks like we’re gonna have to go shopping for new clothes.
“He’s lived in the same house for 100 years, he’s stayed married to the same woman and he’s spent enormous amounts of time traveling with his kids - dedicated, exhausting traveling. He’s somebody who’s lived with the same principles all his life - they’re even part of his roles. I’ve never heard anybody say anything bad about him. He’s never been at the end of ugly gossip of any kind”
William Hayward, the son of Leland Hayward and Margaret Sullavan, about Jimmy Stewart
only 2 and a half weeks until my very own Summer of George