I have always found John Lennon’s Imagine, his ode to peace and love ... well, odious.
“Imagine there’s no countries” the song implores us, and then “Imagine no possessions, / I wonder if you can, / No need for greed or hunger, / a brotherhood of man, / Imagine all the people / Sharing all the world ... “
The problem is not so much that this is impractical (“You may say I’m a dreamer”), but that it’s shallow and false. Someone really capable of love and regard for others doesn’t jettison his own particular traditions and relations in favour of an abstract brotherhood of the entire global population.
So it was no surprise to read that Lennon was not in real life the most peaceful or loving of men. There’s this, for example, from his first wife Cynthia:
“One night we were at a party and John went mad when someone told him his friend Stuart and I were dancing together. As soon as I saw the look on John’s face we stopped and, as so often before, I reassured him that it was him I loved. He seemed to accept it.
“But the next day at college, he followed me to the girls’ loos in the basement. When I came out he was waiting, with a dark look on his face. Before I could speak he raised his arm and hit me across the face, knocking my head into the pipes that ran down the wall behind me. Without a word he walked away, leaving me dazed, shaky and with a very sore head.”
(The Age, Good Weekend, October 1 2005)
Could this real John Lennon fit into his own “brotherhood of man sharing all the world”? It’s something hard to imagine.
Posted by john fitzgerald on Sun, 09 Oct 2005 15:03 | #
The lyrics of Lennon and the band he used to be in never got passed the high school level.
There are a few quality pop writers, Casiotone for the Painfully Alone being one -
http://www.tomlab.de/
(his first cd isn’t so good)