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Fuck......... Oh yeah, I got Gary's portrait tattooed on my leg two days ago.
Gary Mervin Thain - Uriah Heep
born 15.05.1948
David, Gary, Ken, Mick, Lee, eeL, neK, kciM, yraG.
"But this has got a good beat and you can dance to it," Richie Tozier said.
"That's as good a way of putting it as any. Going on intuition is like picking up a beat and dancing to it." Mike Hanlon said. -IT
Baby piano cries under your heavy index and thumb, pull some strings- let them sing
I have a shit-ton of pictures of Gary
Oh my Gary, it's god...
This is my favorite one I've done of Gary. 💚🖤
A clear shock to the eyes. The eyes of god. The sun is out again. The light, brilliant in your eyes. I can't begin to imagine the heat on my face from those eyes as I look in them. The radiance. Haunting: persistently recurring to the mind; difficult to forget. Hiraeth (Welsh): a blend of homesickness, nostalgia, longing; a pull on the heart that conveys a distinct feeling of missing something irretrievably lost. But something you may never have had in the first place. Someone you may never have had in the first place.
Here's some pictures of Gary Thain riding David Byron around and sitting on his chest I've accumulated over the years because it's always good to see a fucking smoking hot bassist riding the lead singer around like a horsey! It's so sad they're both gone. 💚🖤
Are you angry because you're dead? They should've went down the street of what was bothering you, figured out what made you tick that way. "If we only had time, only had time for YOU." That rings true here. Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to. I have to remind myself of that. If I ask the right questions I'll get the wrong answers. It wasn't supposed to be this way. Your eyes are gone. What in the hell did those eyes see? Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to. Looking up out of the water at the rippling lights and shapes as you closed your eyes forever? Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to. No one knew if you were crying. You probably wanted it that way. Stop. His eyes... oh my god, his eyes... They're gone! His eyes are gone!.. Stop! Why didn't anyone help you? They let you drown. They watched as you wasted away and when they were done they threw you away. The Thin Man was what they called you. And you're gone. How did the electricity feel as it rolled and crashed through your body? DON'T ASK QUESTIONS YOU DON'T WANT THE ANSWERS TO! They abandoned you. If they only had time for you, right? You're gone but never really truly gone. Haunting... Hiraeth...
I've always been aware that Gary Thain rhymes with Mary Jane but I seriously just realized (after reading the 1,138 pages of IT and 215 pages into re-reading it) that Gary Thain also rhymes with Derry, Maine. Right just now... How... how didn't I notice that before?! I'm obsessed with both so how? 😂 oh wait... Gary Thain is so beautiful that I wonder if he was... very vain? 🤣 I bet he wasn't but once I start rhyming I can't be stopped. It's a curse. 💚🖤
The two most recent tattoos I got. Actually, I got Gary then Siouxsie and the Banshees lyrics...on my face... then a Type O one (I had an allergic reaction to the green ink so I'll get it covered with black eventually). Theeeen I got Chi.
Sunrise, bless my eyes...
Gary Thain 😢
David and Gary
Everything about this picture is beautiful...even the cross only because it's around Gary's pretty little neck and in between his pretty little tiddies... *sigh* pretty long-haired bassists, am I right? 🤣😂🥲🙂😐😶 I still fucking hate religion. 💚🖤
His pants are green. 🥲 That sweet face... 🥺 He looked so happy... 😭 He's 🐌... just 🐌... just 🐌 with a bass... just baby 🐌 with a bass... just baby 🐌 with big luscious eyes and a bass... 💚🖤
Gary's resting bitch face is perfect. 🥲 Well, his face is just perfect all the time... he's just a pretty little Kiwi. 🥺
Shut up, Gary has talking stick...
Happy birthday, Gary