On the 30th anniversary of John Lennon’s murder, many have been reflecting on where they were when he was shot and killed.
Back in ’80 I was 2-years-old so I don’t remember that much.Â Â I was more concerned with my sippy cup, my pet farm cat Carol and the lifesize plastic doll that I used to tote around named “Lucy.”Â (We liked to watch a lot of TV together.)
Of course I recognize the talent of Lennon and The Beatles and their influence on music at the time.Â Â And “Imagine” is epic.Â And no one should be shot in cold blood.Â But here is where you are going to think bad things about me.Â Say what you want, spit on my grave, burn a black mock-turtleneck on a stake in my yard or throw a pointy leather “Beatle boot” through my window- but I don’t really like the Beatles.Â Sorry.Â Too much hype, too much play, too too much.Â Â I’m not going to go on.Â You can now picture my little Grinch heart shriveling up to a small black lump of coal.
So by now you are seething and I will likely get comments about how I “don’t have any musical taste” and “blah blah blah.”Â Try to keep it clean, people.Â On a very small redeeming note, I do like Wings and I also like Julian Lennon- John’s son.Â Unfortunately John…who divorced Julian’s mom after she discovered he had a fling with Yoko, didn’t care for Julian that much.
ï»¿”I’ve never really wanted to know the truth about how dad was with me. There was some very negative stuff talked about me … like when he said I’d come out of a whiskey bottle on a Saturday night. Stuff like that. You think, where’s the love in that? Paul and I used to hang about quite a bit … more than Dad and I did. We had a great friendship going and there seems to be far more pictures of me and Paul playing together at that age than there are pictures of me and my dad.”
Julian also didn’t get anything from his dad’s will and was forced to buy his dad’s stuff at auction like everyone else.Â Luckily, he, and his step-brother Sean did get some of his dad’s musical talents…because they didn’t come from Yoko.Â John Lennon may you rest in peace, wherever you are.
Enjoy one of my favorites, “Valotte” by Julian Lennon: