All You Need is Love
2005-10-31
I didn't get time to blog yesterday. I spent the weekend in one of
those cosy wooden houses that I mentioned in Saturday's blog. This
was real wood and not polystyrene. I am a great fan of The Beatles and
I think that it was a tragedy that Lennon was shot by one of his fans.
I wonder if this crazy fan heard stuff in The Beatles songs that was
not there. Or maybe he heard stuff that was there and it drove him
crazy. Beatles songs are definitely difficult to decipher. Take "All
you need is love". What does this song mean? On the surface it seems
like a pretty love song that encourages people to love one another, but
if you focus on the words it goes deeper. "Nothing you can do that
can't be done, nothing you can sing that can't be sung". This
means stop thinking that you are better than everybody else. In other
words, stop boasting you insecure fucker. The Beatles appear to be
having a bit of a dig at us. They are actually telling us that we are
nothing special. This is not a positive message about loving each
other. "Nowhere you can be apart from where you are meant to be,
it's easy". Could this be a reference to fate? I believe it is.
They seem to be great believers in fate and they are telling us that we
have absolutely no control over where we are and what we do. Now tell
me that it is a cosy love song. "All you need is love". This may be
true but The Beatles deliver this as a remedy to cure our insecurity
and to help us cope with the fact that we have absolutely no control
over our lives. They are laughing at us for being inferior. Please
notice the trumpet sound after the line "all you need is love". It
is straight out of a Laurel and Hardy film. It suggests clumsiness and
slapstick. It suggests that love is a comedy; it might even suggest
that love does not exist. What are they really trying to say? Mr Lennon
was one of the greatest tricksters that ever walked the face of the
earth. I love it. He really was The Egg Man.
Regards
Ping
http://www.pingcreations.nu
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I am the fry-up
Nothing you can that can't be done he said
Then a fucked up man shot the walrus dead
They said the rotten yoke played a left hand bass
I happen to know that he got shot in the face
I am the fry-up
Glass Onion
Glass eye
Glass heart
Glass
Cry
Yellow matter custard watching the Egg Man cry
See how he bleeds like a star in need
In the middle of the Promised Land
Waiting for the chance to die
I am the fry-up
Glass Onion
Glass eye
Glass heart
Glass
Cry
He died in a church and was buried along with his name
He never reached sixty four
He's not singing any more
I don't need him
I am the fry-up
Glass Onion
Glass eye
Glass heart
Glass
Cry
2005-10-31
http://www.pingcreations.nu
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