As celebrations go, it’s not quite in the league of pony
rides (in my estimation), but on the other hand it ain’t hay either. Forgive
me my puckish sense of humor (a hockey homage dedicated to my brothers who
bleed Rangers’ blue) but I suspect today I can dig a pony (saddle sold
separately), to Sean Lennon who cannot be surprised at all the
brouhaha attached to his Dad’s natal anniversary, but is probably really tired
of hearing the song rendered as “Happy Birthday to you, too.”
I’m old now but when I was barely more than a child, The
Beatles invented rock and roll; at least for me. I could type forever or until
someone pried the keyboard from my cold, dead hands, and still not have run out
of words to offer about each of them, all of them and life before and after
they arrived on the American Scene and helped make rock and roll the music the whole world listened to.
If the murder of JFK and The Beatles’ landing at the
airport honoring the slain US President marked the end of the Age of Post-War
II Exuberance and Innocence, Lennon’s murder a little more than a quarter of a
century later in the city he called The Capital of the World, shattered the
soundtrack of every Baby Boomer who came of age while that whole movie was being
made.
The digital releases are a great way to commemorate the
music of the man who was John Winston Lennon. Listening to and attempting to
live up to the intent of many of his lyrics as well as to those of The Beatles
is a tremendous way to celebrate today and every day of the rest of our
lives.
-bill kenny
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