tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482376402724312298.post1359950034235855773..comments2023-05-16T07:41:13.659-04:00Comments on Tying My Shoes: There Are Places I Remember...Tying My Shoes...http://www.blogger.com/profile/08012190505384041568noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482376402724312298.post-24772321662727050032007-12-13T03:25:00.000-05:002007-12-13T03:25:00.000-05:00These are places I remember very well. The overwh...These are places I remember very well. The overwhelming feeling of senseless loss is still palpable. You see I literally grew up with John Lennon, like the millions of kids who first glimpsed the magic of the Beatles that fateful night on the Ed Sullivan show. As a 13 year old shy backward geek of a kid, that performance, and in particular John Lennon, began a transformation of my life that continues it's effect to this day. I became a guitarist, a singer, a songwriter, a performer in large measure due to John Lennon. He was like my guru. In fact, John Lennon and the Beatles inspired me to dream, to confront, to experiment, to "imagine". Their effect on pop culture is immeasurable. Their popularity weilded such great power that it allowed them venture into waters musically and culturally that probably never would have been tested otherwise. They were so big that the lawyers and bean counters couldn't derail them. The many directions that music took in the 60's and 70's, the renaissance if you will, is all owed to the Beatles and primarily John Lennon. It actually brought me at one point, in the early 70's, to London and a recording studio where the likes of George Harrison, Elton John, David Bowie, and Queen had recorded. I spent 4 months there and actually met Ringo, Harrison and Bowie. All because John Lennon inspired a loner 13 year old. So when I was interrupted while watching Monday night Football by Howard Cosell bearing the most horrible of news, a huge part of my life was taken, and like all the losses of loved ones, there's a void that is never filled. So it is with John Lennon. Unfortunately for those of my generation, the senseless loss of heroes, men of vision, men of peace, is something we sadly have experienced much too often and continue to pay dearly for. Can you "imagine" what our world would be like if the Kennedys, the Martin Luther Kings, and the John Lennons of the world were allowed to live? "In my life I've loved them all".Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482376402724312298.post-81949871604513920312007-12-12T19:32:00.000-05:002007-12-12T19:32:00.000-05:00I am writing this through tear blurred eyes.I was ...I am writing this through tear blurred eyes.I was transported back in time. <BR/>I still remember where I was and who told me Lennon was dead.<BR/>What a strange memory.<BR/>I wore a black arm band for months after he died.I still have it (somewhere in a drawer)I could never bring myself to toss it out.<BR/>I have held it in my hand from time to time, look down and thinking about how different my life is now, but how my feelings are the same.<BR/>I guess it represents more than a piece of unfashionable cloth.<BR/><BR/>I am not ready to throw away the dream of peace John Lennon spoke of , or what his music meant to me.<BR/>What would he think of the world we've made 27 years later?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6482376402724312298.post-84383613516581217652007-12-11T16:50:00.000-05:002007-12-11T16:50:00.000-05:00Wow.. I'm speechless.Wow.. I'm speechless.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com