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Post by Voronwë the Faithful »

Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism, Ragism, Tagism
This-ism, that-ism, ism ism ism
All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance

Rest in peace, John, and thank you.
"Spirits in the shape of hawks and eagles flew ever to and from his halls; and their eyes could see to the depths of the seas, and pierce the hidden caverns beneath the world."
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Post by Holbytla »

And before I hit the hay, with Howard Cosell ringing in my ears during a Patriots-Dolphins game 30 years ago;

Give Peace A Chance.
Cold Turkey Has Got Me On The Run.
Woman.
Jist Like Starting Over.
Ah! böwakawa poussé, poussé
Please Please Me.
Happy Christmas.
50 acorns tied in a sack.

Imagine.
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Post by Inanna »

And...

Please believe me, if you don't need me
I'm going but I need a little time
I promise that I'll drown myself in mysticated wine...

Jim Morrison would have been 67 today.

I remember on Dec 8th a rock pub in Pune (location of my undergraduate alma mater) would hold a John and Jim night.

And not to cheapen John and Jim or anything, Mr and Mrs. Mahima just celebrated their ninth anniversary.
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Post by Primula Baggins »

:cry:

:)

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“There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tor high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.”
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Post by vison »

I, personally, love the Ballad of John and Yoko.
And almost all his other music, too. It's hard to believe it was 30 years ago. I can remember standing in the kitchen and crying when the news came on the radio.

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