Wednesday, December 8, 2010

30 years ago this day

This picture was taken by Annie Lebowitz. December 8th 1980. The morning John Lennon was killed.
John Lennon


Feeling kind of old today remembering this day. Granted I was 10 years old the day Mark David Chapman shot John Lennon in cold blood. Just a few hours after he had politely asked for his autograph.

I will tell this story as I remember it. My mother and stepfather were in the living room watching a Loretta Lynn special on HBO. We were all pretty excited about this new thing called cable and the living room was the only room that had it. Me, my baby brother and 2 stepbrothers were watching The Carol Burnett Show in the stepbrothers bedroom sitting on the floor. A news anchor interrupted and reported that John Lennon had been shot 5 times in the back by a fan and had been pronounced dead. The anchor had tears in his eyes. It was a Monday.

I walked out into the living room to tell my they were watching HBO it was not interrupted so they did not know. My stepfather was a musician...and still is and had taught me to play Let It Be on the piano...still the only song I am able to play.

They asked me what I wanted and being 10 I said, "Someone shot John Lennon 5 times in the back. He's dead." My mother screamed and and asked me why I would say that as my stepfather hurried to change the channel. He was shaking so hard he couldn't function. They ran to the back bedroom to see the news on the boys tv. The one that we changed the channels with with a pair of needle nose pliers because the knob had fallen off.

The next few week were filled with stories of Lennon and the Beatles. Although we as kids knew The Beatles through the music in our home we had no idea at that time of the history and the impact.

The following weekend there was a memorial in a nearby park. I can remember driving there in our old, beat up truck. The kids always sat in the back of the was California after all.
The traffic for this event was something like trying to get into the Super Bowl. We lit candles, we sang songs and we went through tent after tent of memorials, pictures and memorabilia.

In the weeks and months after we learned the song Imagine and I remember it being the first time a song and lyrics meant anything to me. My parents bought me Double Fantasy and The Beatles White Album for my 11th birthday a month later.

John Lennons murder for me was the Generations before John F Kennedy. 30 years later I can still remember every detail. Of course now we know there was 5 shots. 4 hit but their were 7 wounds total.

The official recount of the story can be found by clicking HERE

Some of my favorite John Lennon Quotes and Song Lyrics.

A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.

All we are saying is give peace a chance.

All you need is love.

As usual, there is a great woman behind every idiot.

Everybody loves you when you're six foot in the ground.

Everything is clearer when you're in love.

Guilt for being rich, and guilt thinking that perhaps love and peace isn't enough and you have to go and get shot or something.

He didn't come out of my belly, but my God, I've made his bones, because I've attended to every meal, and how he sleeps, and the fact that he swims like a fish because I took him to the ocean. I'm so proud of all those things. But he is my biggest pride.

I believe in everything until it's disproved. So I believe in fairies, the myths, dragons. It all exists, even if it's in your mind. Who's to say that dreams and nightmares aren't as real as the here and now?

I don't believe in killing whatever the reason!

If everyone demanded peace instead of another television set, then there'd be peace.

If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliche that must have been left behind in the Sixties, that's his problem. Love and peace are eternal.

Imagine all the people living life in peace. You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one. I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will be as one.

Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans.

Love is the answer, and you know that for sure; Love is a flower, you've got to let it grow.

Music is everybody's possession. It's only publishers who think that people own it.

My role in society, or any artist's or poet's role, is to try and express what we all feel. Not to tell people how to feel. Not as a preacher, not as a leader, but as a reflection of us all.

Reality leaves a lot to the imagination.

Surrealism had a great effect on me because then I realised that the imagery in my mind wasn't insanity. Surrealism to me is reality.

The more I see the less I know for sure.

There's nothing you can know that isn't known.

Time you enjoy wasting, was not wasted.

We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.

When you're drowning, you don't say 'I would be incredibly pleased if someone would have the foresight to notice me drowning and come and help me,' you just scream.

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