1975

“is it really ‘not strong enough’?”

he’s been going on about this for about an hour now.

“go on, read it. brian’s just being a dick, right? it’s definitely strong enough.” he pushes, now pacing the length of the room that he was staying in to record their new album: a night at the opera.

“i’m going to lock myself in a bloody cupboard if the bastards don’t put my song on that album.” he continues to rant, his hand gestures getting so expressive he almost looks animated.

and you thought it was just going to be a nice getaway into the countryside with your boyfriend and his band — he fought with the boys and the producers to be able to bring you along, he couldn’t bear to be without you for more than a day — but it’s been non-stop arguing for a day straight.

it was beginning to get tiring, and there was still two days left of staying there.