Several weeks ago, while at a dinner party, we somehow mentioned December 8th. One of the guys at the table immediately said,
"Yes, the day that John Lennon died."
I responded that I remember the date,
but I was surprised that any one else did.
He just looked at me like,
You got to be kidding?
Then he said, "everybody remembers that date."
So, we took a poll of the other people at the dinner party who by that time were milling around the kitchen and moving about the house.
What day was John Lennon shot?, he yelled.
A lawyer looked up and made a face like,
What kind of stupid question is that? and immediately said,
It was as if we were asking when is the Fourth of July.
Of course, I live in a town that bills itself as the
"Live Music Capital of the World"
and maybe that is required knowledge
in this music culture savvy town.
Still, I was impressed.
A couple of weeks ago, while running through some chords on the piano,
I found myself playing the first few lines of Imagine.
It's a pretty simple song that basically uses the seventh
to move to the fourth.
I went to my favorite site for music called guitartabs.cc ,
and pulled the rest of the music and the words,
and learned to play the song.
Nothing teaches you a song like learning a song.
Nothing teaches you a song like performing it.
Nothing teaches you a song like committing it to memory.
I have come to realize that the mind and spirit of the genius,
that lived within John Lennon,
is no where close to a grave.
There are many who can imagine no heaven, no hell,
no countries, no greed, no hunger,
no religion too.
There are even a few who might imagine
nothing to kill or die for,
and a brotherhood of man.
Oh, you may say we are dreamers,
But we are not the only ones.
Perhaps some day you will join us,
and the world will live as one.
For above us,
Is only sky.
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