Remembering Lennon

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Ev’ryone come on

John Lennon – “Instant Karma”

I’m not old enough to remember John Lennon’s death 25 years ago.

For this reason – along with the fact that I wasn’t even alive when the Beatles were still together – is one of the main reasons I’ve never felt the same emotional attachment to the group that other older music fans do.

I do admire their music. I’ve always been a fan of the Beatles, and of Lennon, and I don’t think the lack of emotional attachment blocks me from the incredible significance of their music.

Understandably, I don’t have any heartbreaking messages to relay along about my own reactions to Lennon’s death – I was two when it happened.

It’s late, I know, but I didn’t forget about the anniversary. I thought about it a few times today. Now I bring the voices of those that did comment on it today, if only because I wish I could have had the ability to do it myself.

Scott Hudson, from Rant-A-Bit, was appalled at the lack of coverage by the “music” channels:

…none of the networks are running Lennon or Beatles specials. None of the music channels are giving up any time – VH1 is running a marathon of America’s Next Top Model, VH1 Classic is doing the same with that silly INXS reality show, and MTV is wasting the evening with multiple airings of Diddy’s Making the Band. That’s inexcusable.

As I stated earlier, I had also forgotten about the anniversary. But that’s not to say I had forgotten about the man.

Notice the obligitory “Sgt. Pepper” reference in the title: “It Was 25 Years Ago Today.”

Crooks and Liars led me to three blog articles about Lennon’s death: one by Jeralyn Merritt, one by David Corn, and the last by Joe Gandleman.

Finally, BBC is featuring a Lennon Remembered section of their BBC.co.uk website. There’s a whole load of Lennon stuff there, so go check it out.

And even though the day has passed, there’s nothing wrong with plugging in a Beatles’ CD and listening to it all day in mourning.

I know I’m going to.

This was lovingly handwritten on December 8th, 2005