Showing posts with label john lennon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label john lennon. Show all posts

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Oh,Yoko! She is on the loose again: "designs" Butt-Baring Men's Line

Yoko, oh no!
Yoko Ono Introduces Butt-Baring Men's Line: Yoko Ono is still drawing artistic inspiration from her marriage to ex-Beatle John Lennon.

Ono's latest commercial endeavor ties back to sketches she once drew for Lennon of clothing that would, in her words, flatter his "hot bod."

(...) I've already said this years ago and anybody with a brain surviving the sixties can realize that Yoko Ono is a mind-control device of the CIA-developed MK-Ultra program. She was succesfully used to neutralize Lennon's stamina and impetus. The lads took notice of this, and helped stage an elaborated break-up (See, Get Back Sessions). 

(...) When Lennon (already tired of being harassed by the FBI) went out of his 5-year reccess to the recording studio (Ono recorded her "creations" - full of mind control messages for John - with Lennon to deliberate undermine the success of the LPs), she was supposed to be active, but somehow losing grip on him, so they decided to use the 9-B Plan (See, Catcher in the Rye, Stephen King, Male Clone). Mark David Chapman (See, Stephen King, Male Clone) met his mark when they realized The Beatles were pretty close of accepting the 3,000-plus dollars offered by Lorne Michaels to perform on Saturday Night Live. After that, another album and world tour with a second wave of Beatlemania was inveitable. 

(...) These days, the mind control device bides her time with subtly terrorizing/annoying McCartney and exploiting her husband's memory to complete irrelevance (See, Lennon's Character Assassination, Phase 3). 

Excerpts from my not-upcoming book: "The Beatles' Plan 9 From Outer Space: What Really Happened"
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Friday, May 4, 2012

#Julia may be Julia Smith

The 2012 presidential campaign is moving forward, so to speak. Barack Obama is pretty busy, both on the offensive and the defensive, and Mitt Romney's activity is rather reactive than proactive. Curious things happen just every week, and teachable moments arise every once in a while. Like, #Julia, the latest creation of the Barack Obama campaign:
 
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Monday, December 20, 2010

Jerry Lee Lewis: no seré el más grande, pero sí el mejor

Con esto debería concluir el post de sip de hoy, pero olvídense, esto no es Twitter. El origen de ésta sentencia, lapidaria y humilde a la vez, es una historia que debe contarse. Dr. sipmac se encontró en una de sus idas a Alemania (cortesía de la Corporación Rand) con una tremenda joya: el elepé "Live at the Star Club, Hamburg", una grabación en vivo de Jerry Lee Lewis, uno de los pioneros del Rock'n'Roll, con el respaldo de The Nashville Teenagers, que luego tendrían éxito por sus propios medios. Bueno, respaldo es exagerar, porque The Killer se soltó por completo en aquella actuación de 1964. No podían siquiera llevarle el paso.

The Beatles habían conquistado al Reino Unido y a Estados Unidos, lo que había propiciado lo que se conoció como la "invasión británica", una avalancha de grupos ingleses que habían sabido asimilar el blues y el rock'n'roll, desplazando a sus estrellas originales. En el caso de Jerry Lee Lewis, él mismo había perjudicado seriamente su carrera: "High School Confidential" (un aullido protopunk en piano en el disco), fue su último gran éxito en 1958, ahogado por el escandalazo de marca mayor que fue su matrimonio con su prima Myra el año anterior... y salpicado con un toque de bigamia... por segunda vez también. Una cosa así todavía sería un escándalo gigantesco, ya pueden imaginarse lo sucedido en 1957. La carrera del pianista quedó liquidada por más de una década y no le quedó más remedio que aceptar lo que le dieran en donde fuera.

El Star Club no le era ajeno a The Beatles y otras muchas bandas británicas que se forjaron como profesionales en el ambiente pesado de la Reeperbahn; incluso casi al final de la década, Black Sabbath iría por allí también a hacer lo suyo. Mientras tanto, en 1964, era sólo una escala más para un mequetrefe en la lista negra.

¡Mentiras! Jerry Lee siempre tuvo un ego bastante grande, no muy diferente del de Little Richard, Chuck Berry y el mismísimo Elvis Presley. En su mente, todavía había asuntos pendientes que resolver, y el album de esta reseña da testimonio de la forma en que los encaró. De Allmusic:
"... sonaba como un poseso, golpeando las teclas con tanta fuerza que parecía que iba a romperlas, y rockeando como nadie lo haría antes y después. Comparado con él, el thrash metal suena manso, los Stooges parecen tullidos y limitados, el hardcore punk parece castrado, y los Sex Pistols suenan como pendejos. El rock'n'roll es todo sobre el fuego en el desempeño en vivo, y nada suena tan fiero y ardiente como esto. Nadie suena tan alto y duro como en esto. No es exageración llamar a este el álbum en vivo más grande de la historia, ni tampoco es una exageración llamarlo el más grande álbum de rock & roll jamás grabado. Aun así, las palabras no pueden describir la música aquí - realmente tiene que ser oído para ser creído.
Una noche cualquiera de Abril de 1964, en la que ya nadie daba un centavo por the Killer, (ni tenía por qué hacerlo) éste demostró lo que se podía hacer cuando uno todavía estaba consumido por el fuego de querer superar a todos sus colegas. No era el sueño de ser el más grande (como Elvis), sino el de ser el mejor, y a fé de Dr. sipmac que lo logró.

Bonus track: Ya en los 70's y superados tantos inconvenientes, con una promisoria carrera en la música country, Jerry Lee está tocando en Los Angeles. En una pausa, se pone de pie, y antes de poder hacer algo ve como alguien se inclina para besarle las botas. "Hijo, eso no era necesario", le dijo a John Lennon que estaba en pleno "fin de semana perdido".

Ahora es mucho más fácil conseguir el disco (y comprobarlo todo).
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Wednesday, December 8, 2010

John Lennon, no matter what, I still miss you

Thirty years ago, John Lennon, a living legend, founder and leader of the greatest pop/rock act of all times (eat your heart out, Lady Gaga), was murdered by a nightmarish "fan" named Mark David Chapman (looks spookily like Stephen King), claiming that the Artist (yes, with a capital A) was a phony (by singing "Imagine there's no possesions" and being worth some 150 million dollars) and let's face it David, your Herostratus complex claimed John's life for your craved instant notoriety.

Today there is no approach but the personal approach to comment on John's death anniversary. It's tiresome for everybody to sing one more time all the well-known and well-deserved accolades. I won't start to point a finger and say how terrible he was as a person, either. It's easy to dismiss John's shortcomings when you remember which his achievements were. All the Beatles disappoint me at one moment (Paul did it recently at the White House), but as a raging beatlemaniac, I'm more than willing to forgive them.

BTW, Lennon's character was full of horrible flaws, but that didn't stop him from trying to do the right thing, and once again, we should remeber that only a few people (at least three of his peers) could truly understand how it was to become insanely famous, with fans adoring and worshipping you, telling also you couldn't do no wrong.

The final cheap shot: could be Obama thinking he can relate to the previous sentence?
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Saturday, October 9, 2010

John Lennon at his 70's

"My best contributions to the Beatles are in the White Album"

"I'm not going to change the way I look or the way I feel to conform to anything. I've always been a freak. So I've been a freak all my life and I have to live with that, you know. I'm one of those people".  

One of my favorite quotes of John Winston Ono Lennon, the genius, the one, the musician, the artist with a capital "A". Different blogs and websites throughout the world and have already their two cents to celebrate the life of someone who, along with his bandmates actually helped transform the face of Western civilization, for better or worse. Just because his life was practically under a microscope since the Beatles went there, saw and conquered; so making a nother biography or assessment of Lennon is a futile effort ... but irresistible for beatlemaniacs.

That "weird" feeling in the midst of so many people did not fail to accompany him his entire life. During the famous five-year hiatus in which officially was dedicated to be a "househusband", much of that time actually was used by sleeping 16 hours a day, smoking pot and masturbating while fantasizing being intimate with famous movie stars . How could do I know this? First, I am a beatlemaniac and I want to conquer the world, too. Second, Lennon left huge amounts of things said and written by him that everyone he contacted tried to save or sell for posterity (even his instructions to prepare his orange juice in his apartment of the Dakota building were preserved and sold to collectors).

Dig a Rooftop

The interesting thing about this unnecessary element of knowledge, it that it sheds light on how heavy it was for John Lennon to carry the weight of the Beatles for a long time: John, while he was at the height of Beatlemania was said to sleep with no less than 300 women, but at the time he was living with Yoko in New York, he felt like he did not want to leave the shell of his apartment and try to get the woman he wanted (it was almost certainly that she would not say no to him). But it was better for him to stay at home than go out and have to deal with people recognizing him on the street, and people not recognizing him, asking him, not about his solo career but about when The Beatles were going to be reunited, and maybe in one of these walks he should suddenly recognize that no matter what he did, none of that would surpass his work with Paul, George and Ringo.

A career with many ups and downs, whatever you may say: Unfinished music: Two Virgins is only essential for knowing where his head and Yoko's were placed at the time; for each "Jealous Guy" there are too many "Scumbag." I can not speculate why the sound of his voice in almost all of his solo work is buried in echo, just to suddenly discover at the (unexpected) end of his career (and life) that things worked better like in (Just Like) Starting Over, or why Lennon's number one single in America when he was alive, "Whatever Gets You Through the Night", hardly sounds like Lennon. Here comes what became commonplace: that no matter how much he believed he needed Yoko, he needed as much or even more McCartney, who used to take the best out of him.

"No matter what they say..."
"... this is my Fat Elvis period"

"Coming Up", the revolutionary song (and video) from McCartney II, was recognized by the same John as main drive he needed to make music again after five years. That's because after the breakup of the Beatles, John was left without a real musical rival and friend (Yoko, nothing against you. You were not a mind control divice of the FBI's MK-Ultra program to derail John and the Beatles, or stuff). Elton John and David Bowie could be seen as friends and partners by John Lennon, but they never would be considered as equals by John Q. Public (even Yoko tried it and failed). The Beatles break-up was as it should have been: bombastic, exaggerated, controversial and irreversible, so that they could not easily meet (it was a nice touch when they included the first reality show "Destroy the band", aka Let It Be), but the price to pay by John was too much. I can not blame him for trying anyway.

However, after the break-up, his attention (and money) was still bitterly contested. John later regretted having let himself being wrapped in the affairs of Abbie Hoffman and other radicals, that would cost him direct harassment from J. Edgar Hoover and the FBI, which left him permanently marked, and adding the additional pain of having lost track of his stepdaughter, Kyoko Chan Cox. Meanwhile, Yoko invested her efforts in making John's fortune grow and being the other half of the JohnandYoko artistic partnership. In an interview they were attacked for this: How big should grow Lennon's fortune and why they didn't start giving away their money? Poor John had fallen into his trap of "imagine no possessions." After a tug of war with the interviewer, he
acknowledged that apart from the paid taxes, he and his wife used to tithe.

"Life is what happens to you while making other plans"

Another of my favorite quotes. Any
self-imposed lifestyle after the Beatles would have been perceived as unreal as the others, and perhaps he did not know that he already had everything he needed to be happy. But it has never been nor will be easy to be the king. Imagine a talented proto-punk, sharp, irreverent, rude, sneering, foul-mouthed and aggressive in the early 60's, determined to be bigger than Elvis, and instead achieves more success than any other artist even dream. Anyone could be confused, even a genius like John.

But he also had and has the affection of the people. Happy Birthday, John.
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John Lennon de 70

¿Usted no sabe quién soy yo?

"Yo no voy a cambiar la manera en que me veo o lo que siento para ajustarme a nada. Siempre he sido un bicho raro. Así que he sido un loco toda mi vida y tengo que vivir con eso, ya sabes. Soy una de esas personas".
Una de mis citas favoritas de John Winston Ono Lennon, el genio, el único, el músico, el Artista con "A" mayúscula. Blogs y diferentes páginas web a lo largo del mundo ya sacaron sus dos centavos para celebrar la vida de alguien que, junto a sus compañeros de banda efectivamente ayudaron a transformar la cara de la civilización occidental, para bien o para mal. Y es que su vida quedó prácticamente bajo un microscopio desde que los Beatles fueron, vieron y vencieron, así que hacer una biografía más de Lennon es un esfuerzo fútil... pero irresistible para un beatlemaníaco.

Sentirse "raro" en medio de tanta gente no dejó de acompañar al cantautor en toda su vida. Durante el famoso hiato de cinco años en el que oficialmente se dedicó a ser "amo de casa", buena parte de este tiempo en realidad se le fue en dormir 16 horas diarias, fumar marihuana y masturbarse mientras fantaseaba estar íntimamente con estrellas de cine famosas. ¿Que cómo sé esto? Primero, soy un beatlemaníaco y también quiero conquistar el mundo. Segundo, Lennon dejó cantidades de cosas dichas y escritas que todo el que lo contactaba procuraba guardar para la posteridad (hasta las instrucciones para que le prepararan jugo de naranja en su apartamento del Edificio Dakota fueron conservadas y vendidas a coleccionistas).
Alright lads, let's do "Bigger than Elvis" and then "Pete who?"

Lo interesante de este innecesario elemento de saber arroja una luz sobre lo pesado que era para John Lennon llevar el lastre de los Beatles: él era John Lennon, durante el auge de la beatlemanía se dice que estuvo con no menos de 300 mujeres, pero ya estando con Yoko, aunque tuviera ganas, no quería salir del caparazón de su apartamento y conseguir a la mujer que él desease: muy seguramente no se le hubieran negado. Pero era mejor permanecer en casa que salir a la calle y tener que lidiar con que lo reconocieran en la calle y también que no le reconocieran, que le preguntaran no por su carrera en solitario sino por el reencuentro con los otros Beatles y que en uno de esos andares reconociera de repente que no importara lo que hiciera, nada de eso superaría su trabajo con Paul, George y Ringo.

Una carrera con muchos altibajos, digan lo que digan: Unfinished music: Two Virgins sólo es indispensable para saber en donde tenían puesta la cabeza él y Yoko; por cada "Jealous Guy" hay muchísimos "Scumbag". No puedo dejar de especular por qué el sonido de su voz en casi la totalidad de su obra en solitario está sepultado en eco, hasta qué prácticamente descubre al final (insospechado) de su carrera (y de su vida) que la cosa funcionaba mejor con (Just like) Starting Over, ni por qué el único número uno de Lennon en Estados Unidos durante su vida, "Whatever Gets You Thru the Night", prácticamente no suena a Lennon. Aquí es donde viene lo que se volvió lugar común: que por mucho que John creyera necesitar a Yoko, él necesitaba tanto o más a McCartney, quien solía sacar lo mejor de él.

"Coming Up", el revolucionario tema (y video) de "McCartney II", fue reconocido por el mismo John como la motivación que necesitaba para volver a componer música después de cinco años. Porque después de la separación de los Beatles, John se quedó sin un rival y amigo musical. Elton John y David Bowie por mucha amistad que les uniera a él, jamás serían considerados como sus iguales (en cierta forma Yoko tampoco lo consiguió). La separación fue como debía ser: bombástica, exagerada, conflictiva e irreversible, de tal forma que no pudieran reunirse fácilmente (incluido el primer reality "Destruye a la banda", a.k.a. "Let It Be"); pero el precio a pagar por parte de Lennon fue muy alto. No puedo reprocharle el haberlo intentado.
We're filthy rich!!!!

Aun así, la atención de él fue siguiendo disputada agriamente. John lamentaría posteriormente haberse dejado envolver en los asuntos de Abbie Hoffman y otros, le costaría un acoso directo de parte de J. Edgar Hoover y el FBI, el cual lo dejó marcado permanentemente, aparte el de haber perdido el rastro de su hijastra Kyoko Chan Cox. Yoko, después de rendirse y abandonar su búsqueda unos veinte años después de la muerte de John. Mientras, en vida de John ya se dedicaba a hacer crecer su fortuna aparte de ser la mitad de la sociedad artística JohnandYoko. En una entrevista los atacaron por esto: ¿Hasta dónde debía crecer la fortuna de Lennon y cuando debía empezar a regalar dinero? John había caído en su trampa del "imagina que no hubieran posesiones". Después de un tira y afloja con el entrevistador reconoció que aparte de los impuestos él y su esposa solían diezmar.

"La vida es lo que te sucede mientras forjas otros planes"

Otra de mis citas favoritas. Cualquier estilo de vida que se hubiera autoimpuesto después de los Beatles le hubiera sabido igual de irreal, y quizá no supo que ya tenía todo lo que necesitaba para ser feliz. Pero es que nunca ha sido ni será fácil ser el rey. Imagínate a un talentoso proto-punk, agudo, irreverente, grosero, burlón, malhablado y agresivo de comienzos de la década de los 60's; decidido a ser más grande que Elvis, y en cambio logra más exito de lo que un artista puede llegar a soñar. Cualquiera se confunde, incluso un genio como John.

Pero también contaba y cuenta con el cariño de la gente. Happy Birthday, John.

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Sunday, March 7, 2010

The Beatles Remastered Catalog - The Assessment (Let the music speak for itself)

Hope we hear some news from the sipmac ensemble anytime soon! Because right now the entire team is experiencing for the first time the entire Beatles Catalog Remastered! So far so good! The sound is great (any backward or headphones gimmicks have not been used until now), but it is for sure a deluxe (for once it is the right word) set, with pictures, liner notes... it is worth every penny spent! An in-depth analysis is pending... you have been warned! Now, sit down, relax and enjoy!

Long live the Beatles! Now at home, next time in... Liverpool?

The Assessment - December 24th, 2010

I been procrastinating with this long-time announced post; but, what can I do? What can I add to this long Beatles saga? What new insight did I brought to the Beatle people? Well, yes I can. But the more I try, the less I can. I bought the entire collection in stereo and started to listen... and listen... and listen... as matter of fact, the music speaks for itself. The CD covers bring a comfy atmosphere, and you start trying to suck everything you can from the mini-documentaries, and you start to feel... happy.

Being a beatlemaniac for so long, you start to think you're start to run out of adjectives and praises, but as I said, let the music (you can feel the difference) speak for itself. The Box is worth every penny you give, and conceding I can't still stomach the Magical Mistery Tour, nevertheless it is great to appreciate firsthand the art of the entire album - not to mention the music.

John Lennon's influence cast a ever-growing shadow on the Beatles oeuvre, something still makes Paul McCartney nervous, but he should not to bother too much. He did his bid, too (But we have to concede that the first albums were Lennon's territory, but from Rubber Soul on he fortunately takes off). The White Album looks greater than ever, and Abbey Road baffles me like the first time. I still wish George and Ringo had more songs on those albums. Hey, Let It Be, properly conducted and produced, could have been another original double album, not to mention Abbey Road! The repetitive final chords of I Want You (She's so Heavy) makes me to thank God Almighty, just because this is such a great time to have all The Beatles' Albums, when twenty years ago it was a task for really wealthy collectors. Downloading them on Ares is for sissies.

Sometimes God and The Beatles doesn't seem to belong together in the same sentence (witness Lennon mean attitude to God, Jesus and religion - more on this maybe on a later post), but then I look for McCartney's assistance: he said most of their songs were about peace and love, and Ringo still clings to his given mantra; not to mention Harrison's spirituality (You can feel it in "Something" and "Here Comes the Sun"). Hope God take note on this.

Yes I want it, because I am always willing to forgive The Beatles' individual shortcomings. They made it right once then. The remastered albums are witnesses to this. Thanks once again.

FULL DISCLOSURE: April Camus first Thesis was dedicated to John, Paul, George, Ringo, Axl and Slash (more on Axl and Slash maybe on a later post).
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Monday, April 20, 2009

Have you ever heard Let It Be... Naked?


Compared to the original album, "Let It Be...  Naked" sounds like a pile of mud has been removed from the original master tapes. This is the album I wish it was released originally, with the full eight minutes version of Dig It.

I will concede that the technology wasn't that advanced then, but in "Naked" you can hear a better band playing! It will feel like I'm kicking someone while lying on the floor, but Phil Spector did not have a clue. Well played, the overdubs were unnecessary (and a lot of stress would have been saved in the band).

An album with direct, live songs was a real possibility. I have to concede that some editing was necessary, too. For anyone that watched the movie, it is clear in "Don't Let Me Down" and "The Long and Winding Road". Still, as I said before, listening to the music feels like something unearthed, cleaned its dirt off,  and restored to its full glory.
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