Steveo
Molly
I was sticking labels and stamps on a few thousand envelopes.
I was a full-time musician and the band I was in had a pretty big local
following and mailing list. We always offered the list to the club
owners when we went into a new venue (in those daze on the dance/show
band circuit the acts were usually booked into a club for a 2-4 week
run, 5-6 nites a week). If the clubowner would spring for the postage,
we'd put out the mailer/flyer. The owners always went for that deal.
We typically had picked our off nite-Monday-and invited a bunch of
fan/friends/volunteers to come over and help do the manual labor. We
always supplied beer and pizza and it was a party. Sometimes a big
party. Of course the girls had to put up with us watching Monday Night
Football while we 'worked.'
That particular party got stopped stone cold when Howard Cossell
(actually a friend of Lennon's) broke in on the telecast to tell
America of the terrible tragedy. How ironically appropriate that news
of the murder of one of the original 'superstars' of the modern era was
almost immediately known to a large potion of America due to Cossell's
announcement on a hugely popular live broadcast.
Everyone was totally shocked. We rapidly finished the newsletter work
and went off in different directions.
I -strangely- wound up going to a comedy club (a fairly new and popular
fad at the time) with a young woman who-up till then-was just a friend.
We got drunk and tried to forget the tragedy in laughter, wound up
putting it out of our minds (temporarily) using one of God's most
ancient mechanisms for dealing with death and grief.
All You Need Is Love..
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And I've been knocking
But no one answers
And I've been knocking for most of the day
Oh I've been callin' Oh hey, hey Johnny cant you come out to play
Johnny cant you come out to play in your empty garden
Johnny cant you come out to play
in your empty garden
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I was a kid in daycare when I found about it the next day. One of the
daycare workers was reading a newspaper with the story on the front
page. I think she must have told me it was a Beatle, since I was
really into the Beatles records we had there. That's probably why I've
remembered that time in my life, even though I was very young.
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It's still pretty sad, when I think about it. This Friday will be the
20th anniversary of his death - hard to believe. When I listen to some
of his songs, I still get emotional, like 'Just Like Starting
Over', 'Beautiful Boy' and 'Happy Xmas (War Is Over)'
Liz
Molly
I grew up with the Beatles and saw them live on the Ed Sullivan show in the
60s when I was 8 years old. I loved the Beatles music, and I liked many of
John's solo songs after they broke up--some of them brilliant classics
(e.g., "Imagine"). I also remember the nightly news of the Vietnam War,
and I admired John's public media stunts in his effort to spread word of
peace, although I thought some of John and Yoko's media stunts seemed too
kooky or avant-guard (sp?) at the time (e.g. the "bed in" for peace).
Since John's murder, many books have been written about his early and late
life. John had a truly unique and public life that included a wide range of
lows and highs that most people will never experience. He truly is a legend
that, ironically, died in such a violently way for someone who publicly
promoted world peace and love.
"It was 20 years ago today Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play..."
-- John
White Bear Lake, MN
Steveo McLaughlin wrote in message ...
That sounds a little too morbid. I'm surprised they would do something
like that. Maybe Yoko insisted on it, I don't know.
Molly
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And I've been knocking
But no one answers
And I've been knocking for most of the day
Oh I've been callin' Oh hey, hey Johnny cant you come out to play
Johnny cant you come out to play in your empty garden
Johnny cant you come out to play
in your empty garden
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I've got a Life Magazine that was an 'End Of The 80's Decade' special
edition from well 1989. It chronicled the decade in photos & the very last
picture in it is of his glasses & the slugs that were removed from his body.
Ya just kinda stare at 'em when you see 'em.
Billy
My friend eventually showed up, and we went to the local mall for a
while. I remember looking through the 45s in a record shop and seeing
how many "(Just Like) Starting Over" singles (with pic sleeves) they
had in their bins. Little did I know, they'd all be gone (sold out) in
less than 24 hours.
When I got home, I strolled through the living room where my sister
and her boyfriend were watching the TV. Well, *he* was watching the
TV... it was Monday Night Football (Patriots and Dolphins, I think).
I went to the bathroom and not too long after, my sister was knocking
at the door. I opened it, and she "John's dead!" Even though I knew a
couple of people named John at the time, I knew she was talking about
John Lennon. My response was "How?!" She said he was shot, and I
immediately thought of JFK.
I had obtained my first VCR in early November of 1980, and up until
that night, had only two Beatles clips on tape (a couple of clips that
ran on "Casey Kasem's Top Ten" program around that period of time),
and I thought I'd better start recording these news bits because of it
being such a historical event. (Just a quick side note: back then, a
blank 120 minute VHS tape cost me $24! Yikes!)
It's interesting how the news programs that began airing shortly
afterward kept describing the unknown shooter as "a local screwball."
It turned out, he was an "out-of-town screwball."
To this day, I still have those video-tapes of news pieces and
specials that I recorded that night and the following days. I still
get the same cold, grinding feeling in my stomach whenever I watch
them.
I went to school the next day, but only a small handful of people
seemed at all affected by the event. Most of my fellow classmates at
that time were more interested in AC/DC or REO Speedwagon, and didn't
really give a hoot about The Beatles or Lennon.
I was one of the rare breed that actually had quality musical taste.
Ah well, live and learn........ hopefully they have;-)
December 30 marks the one year anniversary of the knife attack on
George Harrison. That time, lady luck was on our side. It's a shame
that twenty years ago, it wasn't.
>I went to school the next day, but only a small handful of people
>seemed at all affected by the event. Most of my fellow classmates at
>that time were more interested in AC/DC or REO Speedwagon, and didn't
>really give a hoot about The Beatles or Lennon.
I ran across the same thing. I didn't know about it until the next day, when a
friend of mine called me at home before school started and told me what
happened. I was shocked. The Beatles were always a constant in my life; after
all I was born a month before they came to America.
My friend was the only person I could get any sympathy from in school that
week. No one else seemed to be very moved about it. Needless to say there
weren't any candlelight vigils in his memory in Glencoe Alabama that week. So
that following weekened, when the fans held that big service, about the time
everyone was supposed to hold that minute of silence, I squatted down in the
closet of my bedroom and held a lit candle, all the while humming "Strawberry
Fields" and trying to make sense of what happened.
One thing that really irritated me that week: a preacher talking down about him
during a worship service, putting down his religion and his music and
speculating that he probably went to hell. That was the beginning of the end
of my involvement in that particular church.
Dixon
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It's all that's left of what was John (the glasses, that is) - I can
understand why it's hard not to stare.
I don't think she's exploiting his memory as much as she is trying
to 'exploit' what happened to him. It's too bad she hasn't joined in
the Anti-Gun debate - I'm sure she could make a good case with
Chapman's psychological condition and the ease with which he got the
gun and hollow tipped bullets.
> I do think if John was still alive he would have reunited with the
Beatles
> to do something.
I don't dispute that. I'm sure the Beatles would have settled their
differences and come together, so to speak. But then again, even now,
they have trouble hanging out. George seems to be the bitter Beatle,
and is putting the kibosh on a number of potential projects.
> He and Paul would probably have became friends. And
> maybe John would have left Yoko, because he would have come to his
senses.
>
I don't know what you mean by your last sentence, Molly. John was very
much in love with Yoko. They were soul mates. He spent 2 years away
from her back in 1974 during his Lost Weekend, and when he came back,
he realized what he wanted - to start a family and be with Yoko. They
were inseparable. Alot of people think of Yoko as some kind of witch
with a voodoo spell over John. Like Paul with Linda (and the other
Beatle marriages, which have lasted about 20 years a piece), John had
no reason to want to leave Yoko.
Dixon Hayes (dixon...@aol.comspamless) wrote:
: One thing that really irritated me that week: a preacher talking down about him
: during a worship service, putting down his religion and his music and
: speculating that he probably went to hell. That was the beginning of the end
: of my involvement in that particular church.
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My understanding is that the context of John Lennon's quote was not arrogance,
but surprise and a bit of disdain for the Beatle's out of control popularity.
I am no fan of John Lennon's politics, but I have always felt that he got a bad
rap for this quote.
BTW, I was in my freshman year of college in Bethlehem, PA. I was in the dorm
lounge when a woman came in crying. "Oh my God they have killed John." She
was so hysterical it took us nearly 10 minutes to get the full story out of
her. I remember the rest of the night listening to Beatles music on the radio
and on the dorm record players. John Lennon's killing was one of those
cultural markers that will always be a milestone for me.
Dave Spiegel
On December 8, 1980, I was 10 years old and in the 4th grade. I remember
details of that day that I probably wouldn't otherwise remember. It was Monday,
a school day, and it being my Dad's day off, both parents picked me up from
school that day. We then went to a mall, where there was a guy with a Rudolph
the red nosed reindeer puppet instead of a santa. I remember the Rudolph asked
me if I liked the Beatles, and it really blew my mind, how did he know? (I
learned later that the guy doing it was a friend of my dad's) We then went out
to Round Table for pizza, and went home.
After we went to bed, my younger brother and I were up talking, possibly even
about the Beatles, when my Dad came into our room. I thought he was gonna tell
us to be quiet and go to sleep, instead he said "I'm gonna tell you something
that everyone's gonna be talking about in school" and that he wanted to tell us
now, instead of hearing it from someone else.
I thought it was something like the hostages being free, or a building
burning down or something. But nothing could have prepared me for what he said.
"John Lennon was shot and killed"
I remember feeling shocked but not much else. He came in a few minutes later
to retract his statement, that he had just been shot, but his death was
unconfirmed. Either he was in denial or my mom sent him in to soften it up a
bit. But that little shred of optimism went a long way, and helped me sleep
that night.
Of course in the morning when my mom was driving us to school, she did set me
straight. I remember that I refused to let myself be sad about this. I thought
I was the only 10 year old in 1980 who liked the Beatles, everyone else was
into Queen, Blondie, AC/DC, etc.... And nobody talked about it until I brought
it up, but I hid the fact that I was upset playing on the kid's morbid
fascination with violence "hey, did you hear that one of Beatles got shot??"
without expressing any sorrow... And I remember that I actually enjoyed
watching the news footage of the beatles, and the nonstop radio play.
The whole day passed in a fog and I remember looking around me at the
faces of the people on my bus (public transit, not a school bus) and they
all looked like empty shells. Everyone had The Toronto Sun on their laps
with the picture of John and Yoko standing outside their apartment. Weird
to think they were probably standing right about where it happened. The
entire school day was a solemn affair, lots of hugging and crying in the
hallways.
I didn't go to the candlelight vigil down at Nathan Phillips Square (where
our City Hall is), we lived on the other side of town and I didn't like to travel
that far after dark on my own (my Mum was working nights then and couldn't
go), one of my biggest regrets. I realized later that with all those people on
the same page emotionally speaking I wouldn't have had any problems,
I'm sure.
A couple of years later I met the man that would become my son's father
and he was a *huge* Beatles fan so I filled in all the musical holes thanks
to him. Oddly enough, yesterday was his birthday, how sad is that to have
it so close to Lennon's death? I called him, as I do every year, and was
saddened to hear I was the only person to wish him a Happy Birthday on
his day. His mother's gone now but nothing from his father, his brother, his
sister or even his latest squeeze. 18 years now and I've never forgotten,
maybe it's because of the date itself or maybe it's just because I'm a bit
of a sentimental old fool :-)
Cheers,
TD
He must have been a gardener that cared a lot
Who weeded out the tears and grew a good crop
And now it all looks strange
It's funny how one insect can damage so much grain
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> A couple of years later I met the man that would become my son's father
> and he was a *huge* Beatles fan so I filled in all the musical holes
thanks
> to him. Oddly enough, yesterday was his birthday, how sad is that to have
> it so close to Lennon's death? I called him, as I do every year, and was
> saddened to hear I was the only person to wish him a Happy Birthday on
> his day. His mother's gone now but nothing from his father, his brother,
his
> sister or even his latest squeeze. 18 years now and I've never forgotten,
> maybe it's because of the date itself or maybe it's just because I'm a bit
> of a sentimental old fool :-)
>
> Cheers,
>
> TD
>
You are far from being an old fool TD... you are sentimental, big hearted
and a true spirit.
Nothing wrong with that. :)
rach
"cheer up, my brother, come live in the sunshine - we'll understand it all
by and by...
Molly
>You might be sentimental TD but you're no fool : )
And "rach" <trist...@hotmail.com> added:
>You are far from being an old fool TD... you are sentimental, big hearted
>and a true spirit.
>Nothing wrong with that. :)
Aww, thanks, guys, you two must be on a psychic wavelength :-)
Cheers,
TD
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior comes with a bullet hole
from Elton John's "Indian Sunset"
>TD, you think his birthday is sad, my mom's birthday is December 9th, a day
>after his death.
Now that's a bad date to celebrate on, Molly, you're right.
Cheers,
TD
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior comes with a bullet hole
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And I've been knocking
But no one answers
And I've been knocking for most of the day
Oh I've been callin' Oh hey, hey Johnny cant you come out to play
Johnny cant you come out to play in your empty garden
Johnny cant you come out to play
in your empty garden
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...not one of John's better thought-out sentences, for sure. Here in the south
it was taken as blasphemy (which I don't think it was intended that way) and
resulted in the ever-popular record burnings. (Not a fan here...don't even get
me started.) That may have been what the preacher was thinking of when he
lowered himself to those remarks. I wasn't impressed. I eventually moved to
another church in the same faith.
Whether it was poorly worded or misquoted, I'm not sure. I know that
John's intention wasn't to indicate that the Beatles had some kind of
religious significance over Jesus - it was just a general statement
that more people seemed to be mored interested in listening to The
Beatles, than say, going to Church. And he also clarified himself in
saying that he was speaking more about the UK than the US South (which
had more issues than just being very religious).
> Dixon Hayes (dixon...@aol.comspamless) wrote:
> : One thing that really irritated me that week: a preacher talking
down about him
> : during a worship service, putting down his religion and his music
and
> : speculating that he probably went to hell. That was the beginning
of the end
> : of my involvement in that particular church.
>
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Francis McGill wrote:
> Reminds me of that WKRP episode on record censorship, where the
> protester is saying, "He says there is no God" and Mr. Carlson
> says, "No, he says *imagine* there's no God."
>
> Me, I like some of his songs and don't pay much mind to the
> quote in question.
>
> Dixon Hayes (dixon...@aol.comspamless) wrote:
> : >Apparently the antipathy was mutual--John Lennon was quoted
> : >once as saying, "We're bigger than Jesus."
>
> : ...not one of John's better thought-out sentences, for sure. Here in the south
> : it was taken as blasphemy (which I don't think it was intended that way) and
> : resulted in the ever-popular record burnings. (Not a fan here...don't even get
> : me started.) That may have been what the preacher was thinking of when he
> : lowered himself to those remarks. I wasn't impressed. I eventually moved to
> : another church in the same faith.
>
> : Dixon
>
> : =============
> : "I ain't got time to stand around and discuss trivial trivialities..."
> : --Barney Fife
>
> : Remember THE Hollywood Squares...the original and the best
> : http://www.geocities.com/screenjockey/classicsquares.html
>
>I wish someone was that sentimentally foolish about me.
Give me some time, hun, and I'll get all sloppy and sentimental over ya :-)
Cheers,
TD
If everyone demanded peace instead of another television set,
then there'd be peace.
John Lennon
"Christianity will go, it will go. It will vanish and shrink. I needn't
argue about that. I'm right and I will be proved right. The Beatles are
more popular than Jesus now. Jesus was all right, but it's his disciples
twisting things that ruin it for me."
That may not be 100% accurate, but it's close. What John meant to say was
that the kids were paying more attention, especially in England, to rock
music in general than religion. The comment wasn't even really an
interview, he was talking to a journalist/friend. The US magazine folks at
the 'teen' magazines decided to just take the 'popular' line. The resulting
furor had all of them, John especially, in fear for their lives. It also
helped to put the final nail in the touring coffin.
As for the original subject....I was in bed when it happened <G>. Still
remember the next day at school, though...what a quiet place. Everyone,
even those that weren't Beatles' fans, were in shock.
Erin ">
I sat belonely down a tree, humbled fat and small.
A little lady sing to me, I couldn't see at all.
I'm looking up and at the sky to find such wondrous voice.
Puzzly puzzle, wonder why, I hear but have no choice.
Such softly singing lulled me sleep, an hour or two or so.
I wakeny slow and took a peep, but still no lady show.
Then, suddy on a little twig, I thought I see a sight.
A tiny little tiny pig, that sing with all its might.
"I thought you were a lady", I giggle, well I may.
To my surprise the lady, got up and flew away.
The End
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Buddy
from Brooklyn
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And I've been knocking
But no one answers
And I've been knocking for most of the day
Oh I've been callin' Oh hey, hey Johnny cant you come out to play
Johnny cant you come out to play in your empty garden
Johnny cant you come out to play
in your empty garden
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