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Saturday, September 05, 2009

Have We All Forgotten What Vibes Are?

By John Lennon / April 16, 1970

When Yoko and I were first contacted about the peace festival by Ritchie Yorke and John Brower - as usual with anything to do with peace - we said yes and hoped it would work itself out after. We did make it clear that we didn't want - and didn't have the ability - to handle any organization - but we did want complete control - if our names were to be used to hustle the thing together.

In the early stages we weren't sure whether the show would be free or not. There was a lot of talk about the "Stones' disaster" and we were swayed into thinking maybe if it's free, people would have less respect or some such bullshit. However, Brower and Yorke persuaded us to come to Canada and "announce the peace festival," which we did in our usual way.

When the press started asking about is it free or not, I said things like, "Maybe it would be better to pay the artists, but nothing had been finalized and we were going to have further discussions with Brower," etc.

When they asked me if the Beatles were coming, I answered that of course I would ask them - in fact, I would ask "everyone who was anyone," which I intended to - but only when I had a complete rundown on the show: How much? Where? How? Why? In fact, I wasn't going to ask anyone I knew, even vaguely, to commit themselves until we knew what was happening.

We never found out! They talked about foundations and what they could do with all the "millions" we were told would be earned. All the time in Canada and after we were getting pressure to corner Dylan/Beatles/Presley, but we still didn't have any idea how Brower intended to arrange things.

Later, when we were in retreat in Denmark, we began thinking, "Why shouldn't it all be free? Surely they can hustle some big firms or something to put up money." And, anyway, it looked like the national and local government were interested. Wouldn't it be a great plug for "Young Canada" - and the tourist trade?

In Denmark, we'd had no phone for a few weeks, being in a far-out farm house. When we finally got one, all hell let loose (also, we had been fasting - meditating, energy exchange, telepathy - for days). We got the horrors when our personal assistant, A. Fawcett, rang, saying, "Disaster, disaster. Klein is frightening Brower off! - and the Canadian government doesn't like it and Brower won't touch the festival if Klein is involved!" And a lot more Aquarian paranoia.

We fell for it. I rang Allen and insulted him no end with the biggest, loudest verbal ammunition I could muster, screaming about what he had done to Brower at their meeting at Allen's office. Allen was hurt - but I even suspected that. (You can't imagine the shit about him we've had laid on us for the past few years, plus we were so sensitive and "clear" at just having had no contact outside the small group of us.)

Anyway, I shellacked him and told him we had tape recordings of his meeting with Brower (Brower told us he had tapes of conversations with Allen, etc., which proved this and that - this is before I rang Allen). And they had lots of "dirt" on Klein, connecting him with the Mafia and God knows what else. So I said, "Stop just telling me about it (having heard it all before). Show me some proof."

The situation seemed so desperate that we allowed Brower/Yorke to come to Denmark with their "proof." They arrived with a cassette player which had on it a fairly straight conversation between Brower and Klein about the festival. Yoko, me, Tony and Melinda all thought that the way Brower was phrasing his questions to Allen was more peculiar than Allen's answers, which were noncommittal. In fact, all Klein said was, "Come and see me and we'll talk in the office, not on the phone."

The so-called "dossier of dirt" on Klein - some supposedly from Canadian-government sources, including something about him ringing the Danish king and queen - turned out to be a typewritten page of shit from people who obviously disliked Klein for many different and personal reasons - but all of it was opinion.

We both felt so ashamed of what effect this hearsay crap - all of this information had been gathered by them ringing people and saying, "What do you think of Allen Klein?" - had on Brower/Yorke and Fawcett. (I forgot to mention the look on Brower's face when we told him we definitely wanted to do the festival free! He asked for "time to think," etc., said he'd committed acts previous to contacting us - surprise! surprise!)

Then we asked Klein to come over so we could put them all together in one room and sort it all out. The meeting was tense at first but then relaxed a little. We talked and pointed out what their or anyone's paranoia had done or could do to them and sent them back to their hotel in Aalborg in what we thought was a better state of mind.

It didn't work. They spent the night prowling the corridors - Brower with a knife! Waiting for the Mafia to get them!

(A friend of ours who was also staying at the hotel, Dr. Don Hamrick - or Zee, to his Martian friends - sent them a love note which they interpreted as the Mafia death sentence! So you can imagine where their heads were at.)

We had decided to do the show free before they arrived - and were even more convinced after seeing them. We blamed the "bad vibes" on the fact that so much money was being talked about that people had lost their heads. It was resolved that Brower would go home to Canada and produce a proper plan of campaign: How we could do it free or why not.

We did mention one or two things had been said and done without our knowledge, e.g., Jerry Wexler, of Atlantic, was on the Peace Committee. And why hadn't we been informed - and why was he on it, in fact? This was put down to us having no phone for three weeks - which seemed reasonable. Another was an ad in Billboard, which was asking radio stations to join the Peace Campaign. We didn't like the style of the ad, so we drew out what we wanted. It never did happen the way Yoko and I wanted it. We were told it was "too late." Too late for what?

After they had all gone home, we decided we needed someone in Canada with Brower to keep his "vibes" steady. We still hoped that the larger concept of the peace festival and its karmic effects on the world had lifted him out of the bread hang-up scene and he would turn on to being a peace promoter.

Tony said he had a friend who had been at Harbinger with Zee and many others and who could probably go to Toronto and help. I don't know what happened, but two guys turned up at our Denmark farm - one said he'd had the peace-festival idea a long time ago and had all the plans and logos. So we listened, made music together and they went back to the hotel in Aalborg. We decided not to use them as they looked like they would confuse the issue even more. (The spokesman was a magician who was going to turn anyone who messed up the festival into a frog or something.)

They went back to Canada - with no instructions from us and moved in on Brower's scene to "straighten him out." The results we've been reading about in Rolling Stone, i.e., going to California and blabbing off about who was to be invited and who was not, etc.

(All this without any words to John and Yoko who had "complete control." That reminds me. On the tape between Klein and Brower, Brower kept saying he would give us "artistic control." Klein answered no to that. We all know that "artistic control" means very little and in fact we haven't even had that! They also had taped phone calls from Yoko which we inadvertently heard at the beginning of the cassette - just testing, I suppose!)

Since then, various whispers have reached us about the "impossibility of doing it free - the government won't let us, etc." Brower and Klein met again in New York, Klein telling him that John and Yoko wouldn't do it any other way but free. Meanwhile, Ritchie Yorke was doing some nice things 'round the world with Ronnie Hawkins (who, by the way, ended up paying for all the phone bills that had accumulated during our stay in Toronto, which was arranged by Brower. We'll look into it Ronnie, don't worry!).

Ritchie got to London sometime in late February and told us about his trip: How he had been hearing strange things about the festival, and Brower in particular. We said, "Yes we heard it, too, what shall we do?" We discussed many times after Denmark. The pressure and the tale-telling was bringing me down but Yoko kept waking me up again, reminding me of our original intentions. Ritchie then went to Toronto to find out what was happening.

The latest news we got was that Brower was again in New York and so was Rabbi Abraham L. Feinberg - who sent us a telegram saying his name was at stake (don't worry, Rabbi. God will save you!). I'm not sure whether Klein saw Brower or not but one or two things came out from New York - Village Voice, New York Times, Rolling Stone - which, I suppose, were meant to make our position clear. But obviously they didn't because here we are - as a result of Jann Wenner's telegram! We've had only one call from John Brower over the past one-and-half months (we've been editing the Montreal bed-in film) and it came, surprisingly enough, after the articles mentioned above. Brower spoke to Yoko (I wonder if he taped it?). He said he was sending his plans to us. One and a half weeks has gone and still nothing. I rang Allen and he said he was still waiting for the plans, too!

In spite of everything - and you haven't heard half - Yoko and I would still like to be part of a peace festival in Canada or anywhere else. Our latest idea was to have everyone at the festival singing only Hare Krishna - including all those famous stars I'm supposed to be getting in touch with whom I'm sure will run a mile if I call them them now, after all the shit of the last few months - anyway there wouldn't be any money involved in that! No chance! People would have to come for the right reasons whatever they are.

One thing in the Rolling Stone article which struck us: Someone said, "Do we need a festival?" Yoko and I still think we need it - not just to show that we can gather peacefully and groove to rock bands, but to change the balance of energy power. On earth and, therefore, in the universe.

Have we all forgotten what vibes are? Can you imagine what we could do together in the one spot - thinking, singing and praying for peace - one million souls apart from any TV link-ups, etc. to the rest of the planet. If we came together for one reason, we could make it together!

We need help! It is out of our control. Brower does not represent us any more than you do. All we have is our name. (Klein will help any way we want, but he won't let us be hyped.) We are sorry for the confusion, it's bigger than both of us. We are doing our best for all our sakes - we still believe. Pray for us.

Love and Peace
John and Yoko

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Fan Letter to Paul McCartney, 1965

Dear Paul,

When I heard you were coming to the Gaumont at Sheffield, I dived into my Piggy Bank to pay for my Ticket but Alas no money. I felt like crawling down the drain. Now to worry though 'cos I still love you and I'm determined to be the first in the queue if you ever come to Chesterfield.

Gillian Walters has got a nerve thinking you must look ghastly in the morning. I mean you look fab all the time don't you. Seriously though I do really think you look smashing in all your photo's.

Luv 'n Stuff,

Margaret (Beatle) Booth,
Chesterfield, Derbyshire.

P.S.--Couldn't resist putting that bit in 'cos that's what all my relations call me now.


Paul answers:--
Well I think I look OK in the mornings but my mirror sometimes doesn't agree.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Letter to John Lennon Regarding a Birthday Present

Dear John,

Greetings from your No. 1 fan from the States.

Being a sincere and devoted Lennonite, I have for some time (a year, to be precise) been puzzled as to what I could give you for a birthday gift. I mean, what do you GIVE the man who has everything? At last, while reading A SPANIARD IN THE WORKS upside down through right side up glasses, I have at last hit upon the solution! Wham! Zowie! El Pifco!!

The only thing you don't have of course, is--ME! Now, before lovely Mrs. Lennon begins to doubt my honourable intentions, let me explain:

NATURALLY, I know you adore your Cyn, and love nothing more than being with her. SO, for the past several months I have undergone a rigorous training course in the arts of bed-making, dish washing, floor sweeping, dusting, and various other chores which will make me an efficient and indispensable household item. Therefore, I can relieve Mrs. Lennon of her tedious household chores, and enable her to spend that time with you. Also I am accustomed to caring for children of all sizes and ages, and will be only too glad to add the care of your small son to my duties.

My services are offered to you for a FREE home trial, beginning on your birthday and continuing indefinitely (sorry, not trading stamps). I'll be arriving in London on October 9th, all ready to begin. All I need are directions to your residence (perhumps Good Dog Nigel could guide me in?). If you like we can finalize details on August 13th, when we shall both be in Detroit to attend your Concert(s), which I am looking forward to a great deal.

Gosh, don't get all misty--although I can certainly understand how overwhelmed you must be by my unique offer.

Your Loving Fan with
Housemaid's Knee,
Judy Johnson
Howell, Michigan

John replies:--
Well, quite honestly I don't know what to say (which makes a change), but nevertheless, never let it be said that Lennon's stuck for words! I've had lots of offers (hee, hee), but never one like this. I'm not underestimating your ability or anything like that Judy, it's just that we've got a lady to clean the house for us, but I'll have a word with one or two or my other influential friends, and see if they need anyone.

Monday, February 16, 2009

Letter to the Beatles Regarding "Yellow Submarine"

Dear Beatles,

Could you please tell me if you recorded "Yellow Submarine" to see if it would sell because YOU were singing it? Let's face it, it sounds like the Sally Bash Army on a Saturday afternoon. I just don't believe you take this recording seriously because you're usually such perfectionists. Please, please, we want our Beatle music, not a third-rate, amateur tin pot band.

For pity's sake don't give the newspaper's a real chance to tear you to pieces.

Best Wishes,

Pauline,
Aldershot, Hants.

John replies:--
What do you mean "the Sally Bash Army on a Saturday afternoon"? I'll have you know that was our piece-de-resistance written specially for Ringo--we think it's a gas. As for saying we don't take our music seriously . . . . . . . . . . . . . well. The reason we released it as a single with "Eleanor Rigby", was apart from liking them both, we didn't want anyone else to cover them.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Letter to George Harrison Regarding "Love You To"

Dearest George,

After hearing "REVOLVER" a few times thanks to a tape recorder and a delinquent radio station (WMCA), all I can say is "WOW!". This album shows how you've matured, and it brings out the best in all of you.

There is one thing that bothers me. Your song, "LOVE YOU TO" has a tabla on it, n'est-ce-pas? Who is playing it? Is it Ringo, or a session man, or you? I realize that Ringo can adapt to many different types of percussion, but he isn't quite as familiar with the Indian sounds as you are.

Once again, all I can say is keep up the good work. The album certainly was worth waiting for, but absence makes the heart grow fonder, so they say. I disagree--it just causes needless anxiety.

Loev and faithfulness and more,
(Miss) Leslie Samuels
New York, NY

George replies:--
In answer to your question--OUI. How's that for a touch of the parlez-vous Francais? A guy named Anil Bhagwat played tabla on "Love You To"--Ringo and I aren't clever enough.

Friday, February 13, 2009

Letter to Paul McCartney Regarding Eleanor Rigby/Yellow Submarine

Dear Beatles (especially Paul) Mal, Neil, etc.,

I just had to write to congratulate you on your latest disc. Lesser informed Beatle People may be wondering why Mal and Neil are included. If I am correct, Mal, Neil, George Martin and various recording technicians and staff are included on the last chorus of "Yellow Submarine" with you.

Back to the disc. It's really fantastic. "Yellow Submarine" is so different and really great. Also, it's a change to hear Ringo on a single! (no offence John and Paul), "Eleanor Rigby" is really gorgeous. I really love it and Paul, you sing it so beautifully. It's so sad and appealing. I get the feeling that there is a meaning behind the lyrics. Is this so? I can't quite figure it out but I really love it!

Love and kisses to
P J G R Mal Neil
XXX XX XX XX X X

Diane Schofield,
Near Warrington, Lancs.

Paul replies:--
You're quite correct about Neil, Mal, George Martin and Uncle Tom Cobbley and ALL, Diane. We had a whale of a time making it, and we've always wanted Ringo to do a single. When you ask if there's a meaning behind the lyrics, I guess I'm just trying to say that too many people are neglected in this world--and look at the outcome of it. Anyway glad you like them BOTH.