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Probably me over-thinking it, but I can't help feeling that the root of it is another sign of the avoidance of facing death, which is rapidly becoming another taboo subject in our sensitive-flower age. People talk about 'celebrating life' rather than 'mourning', which is fine as far as it goes, but for me there's something psychologically important about acknowledging the final reality, and a short period of silence just seems more appropriate to me.
Fk the Stones. There are few revolutions, and fewer things revolutionary. These guys had it all, in case anyone dares to diminish their importance.
I could talk for ever about this song and the making of it, but i'll give you some highlights.
The lyrics sum up a lot for me, the desire for change, breaking all the accepted norms, but then challenging this same desire - it's easier to destroy than to build? Criticism of those who seek power or promote hate maybe reflects Lennon/Macca's disillusionment with some aspects of the political movements of their time. And the reference to Chairman Mao is especially poignant – a rejection of extreme ideologies pertinent to our times.
But, aside from all of that, the pure rock'n'roll is beautiful. There's everything here - Chuck Berry, Fats Domino, Jerry Lee Lewis, Beach Boys, Buddy Holly; everything.
From Lennon's final interview in 1980, 'the song ... in its different versions .. was initially political in its inspiration, we wanted to tear down stuff, but maybe me and Paul was in it, a personal conflict between the desire for change and the fear of the chaos that often accompanies it.. It’s about finding a balance'.
Agree. An Anderson/Broadless attack is of serious concern - whilst our bowling is adequate enough, it relies heavily on favourable conditions (ie late swing), without which pretty much any team, and particularly the Aussies, will fancy their chances. I don't get the thinking with Archer, who seems to have been inked in for the 50 Over format but not for tests. He's the only bowler I can think of that the opposition would genuinely fear.
I remember Mike Channon in an interview, in response to a question about poor performance/results regarding an expensively-assembled Man City team under Malcolm Allison in the70s, saying, 'He's asking them to do things they just don't know how to do.'
Agree - ref hesitated for ages, then gave into pressure from being surrounded (although, true to form, no-one except Frey on our side seemed to try to persuade him otherwise).
Its all great before ko, loud rock, London Calling etc. If we've won then you can sing what the fk you like, but if you ask me we need more of the same, particularly if its a 12.30. We need aggression! Take no fkg prisoners! Sweet fkg Caroline can fk off.
St. Peter and Satan were having an argument about the outcome of a recent Championship game. Satan proposed they settle the argument by hosting their own game, but insisted that the match be played on neutral ground. “Ok,” said Peter, the gatekeeper of Heaven. “But it's only fair to remind you that we’ve got most of the best players AND the best coaches.” “ Yeah yeah,” Satan answered unperturbed. “And I might remind YOU that we’ve got all the referees.”
"Fundamentally, I’d have gone all in on this game, and if that meant a scratchy team and a defeat at the weekend in a league where everybody beats everybody anyway and we’ve got 30+ games and eight months to go then so be it. I’m in a minority. The sport, as a whole, now disagrees with me."
In Scunthorpe in those days there were two cinemas, one was the big one, normally used for blockbusters, and another one, a smaller one used for less mainstream stuff. My dad intended to take me & my brother to Jungle Book at the main cinema, but dad being dad, got muddled and booked us into the wrong cinema. Dad being dad also, he didn't actually bother seeing the film too, just buggered off to the betting shop with a cheery 'see you later.' We stayed for about 10 minutes before being chucked out.
That concludes the case for the defence m'lud as to why the first film I ever saw was Confessions of a Window Cleaner. It made quite an impression on me.
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