We’ve all heard the stories, I think, as the years have passed since his awful death. John Lennon was a misogynist. John Lennon’s obsession with Yoko — and his huge ego — broke up the Beatles. John Lennon lived much of his post-Beatles life in a druggy haze and became a pathetic figure who wouldn’t make a move without consulting an astrologer and the I Ching.  John Lennon lost his edge — nothing he did post-Beatles compares to “In My Life” and “Strawberry Fields” and “A Day in the Life” and even “I Am the Walrus.”

To this I say: Whatever.

John Lennon was a genius — and his human frailties were at the heart of his genius. And I think he was, when the ledger sheet’s assets and debits are balanced, a good-hearted and peaceful man, and a true advocate for that simple but elusive goal: just giving peace a chance.

And when John Lennon died 35 years ago, I cried and cried and cried. It was just so ironic, so sad, so fucking sad…

Just think…John Lennon would be 75 years old. He was, incredibly, just 40 when he was gunned down.

And, by the way, it’s just not true his post-Beatles work didn’t compare.

Yes, here’s what I consider his most beautiful song: Take four of “Strawberry Fields Forever:”

But tell me this song isn’t great…

Chanting the mantra: Peace on Earth.

Rest in peace, John Lennon.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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One thought on “Something to get hung about….

  1. It’s wonderful that you remembered and wrote this. I too was shocked and saddened and I cried as well that Monday night when Howard Cosell, I think it was, broke into the football game to make the incredible announcement. I stood there stunned. Could not grasp it at all. The following days, besides giving us updates on the killing, also filled the TV with a kind of 1960s retrospective — perhaps the first — not just on the Beatles but on all the ferment, the turmoil, agitation, rebellions, cultural upheavals and the rest that belonged to that remarkable decade. John Lennon was foremost an artist of the Sixties who was having a rebirth as the ’80s began. You wonder what he would have been like in these last 35 years. But this I feel sure about: The 4 Beatles would eventually have gotten back together if only to play a few more concerts and perhaps record another album or two, maybe with other musicians in the mix. They would not have returned to the Fab Four. Lennon would not have had that. Too much pride as an artist. … Really miss you, John.

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