Sir James Paul McCartney, MBE, Hon RAM, FRCM (born 18 June 1942) is an English musician, singer-songwriter and composer. Formerly of the Beatles (1960–1970) and Wings (1971–1981), he has been described by Guinness World Records as "The Most Successful Composer and Recording Artist of All Time", with 60 gold discs and sales of over 100 million albums and 100 million singles. With John Lennon, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr, he gained worldwide fame as a member of the Beatles, and with Lennon formed one of the most celebrated songwriting partnerships of the 20th century. After leaving the Beatles, he began a solo career and later formed the band Wings with his first wife, Linda Eastman, and singer-songwriter Denny Laine.
According to the BBC, his Beatles song "Yesterday" has been covered by over 2,200 artists—more than any other song. Wings' 1977 release, "Mull of Kintyre", became one of the best-selling singles ever in the UK, and he is "the most successful songwriter" in UK chart history, according to Guinness. As a songwriter or co-writer, he is included on thirty-one number one titles on the Billboard Hot 100, and as of 2012 he has sold over 15.5 million RIAA certified units in the United States.
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After the passing of her parents, Neha Melwani lives in Miami with her aunt. She rents out a room in her apartment to two seemingly gay Indian men, Kunal Chauhan and Sameer Acharya, a photographer and nurser respectively. She introduces them to her departing gay boss, Murli, and falls in love with her new boss, Abhimanyu Singh. She will soon realize that she has two rivals for her new love - none other than Kunal and Sameer.
Keywords: apartment, apartment-building, art-auction, auction, basketball-game, beach, best-friend, bikini, body-waxing, bollywood
A story about two guys... a girl... and one little lie. Believe it!
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Sameer's Mother: There are things you must do with women that you CANNOT do with men!
Kunal, Sameer: [singing to Neha] My Desi Girl, my Desi Girl girl girl girl girl girl girl girl...
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The up-and-down-and-up-again story of musician Dewey Cox, whose songs would change a nation. On his rock 'n roll spiral, Cox sleeps with 411 women, marries three times, has 36 kids, stars in his own 70s TV show, collects friends ranging from Elvis to the Beatles to a chimp, and gets addicted to - and then kicks - every drug known to man; but despite it all, Cox grows into a national icon and eventually earns the love of a good woman - longtime backup singer Darlene.
Keywords: 1940s, 1950s, 1960s, 1970s, 1980s, 1990s, accidental-suicide, addiction, animated-sequence, backstage
Life made him tough. Love made him strong. Music made him hard.
Darlene: You know I suffer the same temptations you do. Sometimes when I'm lyin' in bed, I ache for a man's touch... and by a man's touch, I mean a penis in my vagina.
Ma Cox: I'm just so glad you learned to play the guitar so good... even without having a sense of smell!::Dewey Cox: It's okay mama, I learned how to play by ear.
[after Dewey accidentally barges in a room filled with smoke and groupies]::Sam: [coughs] Get outta here, Dewey!::Dewey Cox: What are y'all doin' in here?::Sam: We're smoking reefer and you don't want no part of this shit.::Dewey Cox: You're smoking *reefers*?::Sam: Yeah, 'course we are; can't you smell it?::Dewey Cox: [Dewey doesn't have a sense of smell] No, Sam. I can't.::Reefer Girl: Come on, Dewey! Join the party!::[takes a hit off a joint]::Sam: No, Dewey, you don't want this. Get outta here!::Dewey Cox: You know what, I don't want no hangover. I can't get no hangover.::Sam: It doesn't give you a hangover!::Dewey Cox: Wha-I get addicted to it or something?::Sam: It's not habit-forming!::Dewey Cox: Oh, okay... well, I don't know... I don't want to overdose on it.::Sam: You can't OD on it!::Dewey Cox: It's not gonna make me wanna have sex, is it?::Sam: It makes sex even better!::Dewey Cox: Sounds kind of expensive.::Sam: It's the cheapest drug there is.::Dewey Cox: [at a loss and out of excuses] Hmm.::Sam: You don't want it!::Dewey Cox: I think I kinda want it.::Sam: Okay, but just this once. Come on in.
Edith: It's illegal to be married to two people at the same time, Dewey!::Dewey Cox: What about if, if you're famous?
Elvis Presley: It's called Karate, man. Only two kinds of people know it, The Chinese and The King. And one of them is me.
Dewey Cox: You know what? Go ahead! Take the children, I don't care! All I need is my music. I don't need you. [pointing to the babies] And I don't need "you". And I don't need "you". And I don't need "you". You're just sitting there all high and mighty in your diaper. If anything, you need me, you're a baby.
[singing while moving hay]::Pa Cox: The wrong kid died / The wrong kid died...
Dewey Cox: [speaking of his complex song] It's still not finished yet. I'm hearing... more Aboriginal percussionists. And I want an army of digeridoos. Fifty thousand digeridoos!
[repeated line]::Sam: And you never once paid for drugs. Not once!
Edith: What about my dreams?::Dewey Cox: Edith I told you I can't build your candy house! It will fall apart, the sun will melt the candy, it won't work!
If you can remember it, then you weren't there.
Linda McCartney: Mick Jagger said he'd never have his old lady on stage.::Paul McCartney: Yeah, well screw him!::Linda McCartney: I already have.
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A tragic accident happens during the shooting of a movie about Jesus Christ. An actor who plays Jesus is killed. The director of the movie believes that he is guilty of this death.
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A pre-fame Beatles head for the seedy clubs of Hamburg in search of success. The band meet up with a group of trendy German beatniks, one of whom (Astrid Kircherr) bass guitarist Stuart Sutcliffe falls in love with. Whilst best friend John Lennon can only watch, Sutcliffe has to choose between rock 'n roll and a new life in Germany...
Keywords: 1960s, art-student, artist, body-painting, boyfriend-girlfriend-relationship, electric-guitar, england, female-nudity, female-photographer, friend
He Had To Choose Between His Best Friend... The Woman He Loved... And The Greatest Rock 'n' Roll Band In the World.
5 guys, 4 legends, 3 lovers, 2 friends, 1 band.
John Lennon: Did ya shag her?::Stuart Sutcliffe: She's a photographer.::John Lennon: You'll never shag her.
John Lennon: You can't do your solo spots any more, Stu.::Stuart Sutcliffe: Why not?::John Lennon: Because it's shite.::Stuart Sutcliffe: Give it to me straight. Let's not beat around the bush.
John Lennon: You don't say much, do you?::Pete Best: Drummers don't talk. You must have noticed that. Just might as well be deaf and dumb, drummers. When was the last time you heard a drummer say anything?::[John looks at Pete, then turns away]::Pete Best: See? You know why, don't you? I'll tell you why. 'Cause nobody ever fuckin' listens.
[Stu has just been badly beaten]::John Lennon: You alright, Stu?::Stuart Sutcliffe: How do I look?::John Lennon: Put it this way - you'll get better. I'll always be ugly.
Astrid: How can you be such an asshole?::John Lennon: Practice.
John Lennon: We're gonna be big Stu, we're gonna be too big for Liverpool, we're gonna be too big for Hamburg, we're gonna be too big for our own bloody good.
John Lennon: I had a word with Van Gogh last night. He said if he could do it all again he'd be down here shaking his bottom to "Blue Suede Shoes." I gave him your regards.
Stuart Sutcliffe: Ahhh, Liverpool.::John Lennon: Home of...::Stuart Sutcliffe: ...Liverpudlians.::John Lennon: You know what it is I like about Liverpool, Mr. Sutcliffe?::Stuart Sutcliffe: No, what is it you like about Liverpool, Mr. Lennon?::John Lennon: I was hoping you'd tell me.
Stuart Sutcliffe: I like the blonde but I prefer the brunette.::John Lennon: Blondes have more fun.::Stuart Sutcliffe: Says who?::John Lennon: Swedes.
John Lennon: Hello, Ladies and Genitals. We're the band. You'll be happy to know we keep our clothes on. On drums, Mr. Pete Best! On guitar, Mr. Paul McCartney. On bass, recently arrived from the dark side of the moon, Mr. Stuart Sutcliffe. And on guitar, Mr. George Harrison. He's only just on solid food. My name is Lennon, John Winston Lennon. My parents named me after Churchill, John Churchill, the wet fish man. They were thinking of naming me after my father, but Dad's such a stupid fuckin' name, don't you think?
The excitement of being there when it first happened!