Monday, October 31, 2005

From The New Criterion
A stage musical about John Lennon: my God, this sounds like a train wreck

For the most part the writer twigs both what was cool about Lennon and what was wrong with him but Mr Steyn’s unfair about ‘Imagine’ in one way: it’s dangerous because it’s a beautiful song, not contrived. Always hated it.

Mining boomer nostalgia:
You’ll recall that, in the days after 9/11, the first clue that the righteous anger of the national mood was unlikely to last was when the all-star all-network fundraiser decided to go with “Imagine,” the perfect post-national anthem for cotton-candy nihilists: “Imagine there’s no heaven/ It’s easy if you try/ No hell below us.”

Oh, I hope that’s not so, if only because I like to think, in one or the other, John Lennon’s looking down or up on this show and roaring his head off.

The subject of this biotuner would, I’m sure, despise this show—not because of the hard sheen of its showbiz opportunism but because its reverential sentimentality is ...
Exactly what I thought when Anthology came out and Sir Paul doctored one of John’s demos with some treacle to do ‘Free as a Bird’. The sort of thing Lennon would have had nothing to do with.

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