It sounds like an audio journal and seems to be only appreciated as such. 1970, as was the whole early 70's, was a difficult time for John and little would he figure this was only the beginning. The album quite revealing starts out with the song "Mother" based on the primal scream therapy technique, he started wailing a somber, mournful tune of the genesis of his troubled psyche. The emotional ailments of his childhood are well documented and most eloquently demonstrated on this opening track. "Mother" has become the musical symbol of emotional stunted intimacy and can relate to no matter how literally or figuratively your own sense of abandonment is. Wisely followed by the mellow, uplifting "Hold On" keeping one's spirit ready for the struggle of what's to come. "I Found Out" returns (well not quite returns) to the bitter side not sorrowful like "Mother" but cynical and a little vicious that leads over to the philosophical and wise "Working Class Hero" and the phrase 'tells it like it is' really comes to mind 'they keep you doped with sex, religion and tv' and 'you think you're so clever and classless and free'. "Isolation" is now fully back to vulnerability back with a little hope. "Remember" and "Love" together represent the hope he found with Yoko and the cynical truth turns to proverbial wisdom. Idealism of the past "Remember" somehow is brought into the riddled wisdom of a sage expressing what "Love" is. "Well Well Well" is about a plan of action releasing into unharnessed aggression and frustration. "Look At Me" in youthful frailty expresses a yearning for self-identity and the albums closes on a dismal yet hopeful tone in the earnest "God" and "My Mummy's Dead". (Note mummy is British dialect for mommy not the embalmed Egyptians I don't know what they're called in England). In the end John finds his peace and security begins and ends with Yoko and to those who blame her for breaking up the Beatles should listen to this album and see her as the Saint Who Saved John Lennon.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band (1970 album)
It sounds like an audio journal and seems to be only appreciated as such. 1970, as was the whole early 70's, was a difficult time for John and little would he figure this was only the beginning. The album quite revealing starts out with the song "Mother" based on the primal scream therapy technique, he started wailing a somber, mournful tune of the genesis of his troubled psyche. The emotional ailments of his childhood are well documented and most eloquently demonstrated on this opening track. "Mother" has become the musical symbol of emotional stunted intimacy and can relate to no matter how literally or figuratively your own sense of abandonment is. Wisely followed by the mellow, uplifting "Hold On" keeping one's spirit ready for the struggle of what's to come. "I Found Out" returns (well not quite returns) to the bitter side not sorrowful like "Mother" but cynical and a little vicious that leads over to the philosophical and wise "Working Class Hero" and the phrase 'tells it like it is' really comes to mind 'they keep you doped with sex, religion and tv' and 'you think you're so clever and classless and free'. "Isolation" is now fully back to vulnerability back with a little hope. "Remember" and "Love" together represent the hope he found with Yoko and the cynical truth turns to proverbial wisdom. Idealism of the past "Remember" somehow is brought into the riddled wisdom of a sage expressing what "Love" is. "Well Well Well" is about a plan of action releasing into unharnessed aggression and frustration. "Look At Me" in youthful frailty expresses a yearning for self-identity and the albums closes on a dismal yet hopeful tone in the earnest "God" and "My Mummy's Dead". (Note mummy is British dialect for mommy not the embalmed Egyptians I don't know what they're called in England). In the end John finds his peace and security begins and ends with Yoko and to those who blame her for breaking up the Beatles should listen to this album and see her as the Saint Who Saved John Lennon.
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