JOHN
Cosmo
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I was just a mere baby when I was told by my tearful mother that an important man had died. I really couldn't understand the concept of death but from the pain in her face I began to, that day, understand the enormity and finality of it. I was familiar with the music, as his songs were such an integral part of my upbringing and they were the soundtrack of my childhood. I wanted to speak to my stepfather about it but he was in bed that morning, refusing to get up. It was years later that I learned of the tearful, horror-filled nighttime vigil him and friends held at the bar, in which he threw his heavy scotch glass against the giant mirror, shattering it, complete.
What else can be said about this guy that hasn't been said already? I don't really know, but all I know is that his presence has been a part of the fabric of my life for as long as I've been on this earth. I continue to appreciate him every day, and as I grow older and look forward to having a family of my own, I hope that I can share with my kids one day the voice that has brought me so much joy.
I don't know this guy, but I do, and I love him and I miss him. Thanks John.
What else can be said about this guy that hasn't been said already? I don't really know, but all I know is that his presence has been a part of the fabric of my life for as long as I've been on this earth. I continue to appreciate him every day, and as I grow older and look forward to having a family of my own, I hope that I can share with my kids one day the voice that has brought me so much joy.
I don't know this guy, but I do, and I love him and I miss him. Thanks John.
Comments
R.I.P. to one of the greatest.
John was always his favorite, he likes the shades and says that John has a 'good voice'
Today he was upset when i picked him up from school, i asked him why and he told me the following:
"a bad man shot john lennon because his music was too good"
he is still pretty bummed.
cant really say it better than cosmo already did. so r.i.p. to the legend.
when i have kids, they will definitely grow up with your music
R.I.P
That someone so intent on things being good would be murdered.
That someone's own father would shoot them dead.
If you want to get deep about it, no death makes sense. And not to get Wonder Years on you, but I would say John Lennon's murder was a shift from innocence into ugliness for a lot of us who lead lives sheltered from unjust death.
At the time I was 24.
I was kind of detached and it seemed like just another rock star dying to me.
I was surprised by the depth of emotion people were feeling.
This goes deeper for me.
I was the same way when I heard other tragic news.
Oh, people died in a flood, mine disaster, caught in a storm on Mt Hood.
Oh well, to bad these things happen.
It was later in life I learned empathy.
Not too long before John died, I remember my dad saying that we were taking a special trip to KMart. I was sure I had done something extra-good and was gonna get laced with a new G.I. Joe figure. Turned out that we were just buying Double Fantasy on the day it came out. "Aw, man--what a gyp!"
In high school, I knew a real sweet girl who was trying to be artsy and who tended to attract kinda scheming dudes. She and I had a talk one time where she said that she was sick of the bullshit, and was gonna quit with the labored pointillist pictures of Jim Morrison. She was gonna start drawing John Lennon instead. We both agreed that it seemed like a good first step.
I read something a few years back where a photographer commented that photos of John Lennon with his mouth closed are relatively rare--he always seems to be either singing or laughing.
Rest in peace.