Tittenhurst Park
This Tittenhurst Park blog is dedicated to John Lennon's home in Sunningdale, near Ascot, Berkshire between 1969 and 1971. The aim is to gather as much material relating to the estate as possible - obviously with the emphasis on the Lennon-era, but also concerning Tittenhurst Park as it was before and after John Lennon's ownership. In addition, there will be posts about and associated with the Beatles, plus any other rubbish I feel like. The blog is purely meant for the entertainment of anyone (assuming there is actually anyone) who, like me, has an unhealthy interest in one particular Georgian mansion. Those with anything interesting to contribute in the way of links, photos, scans, stories etc. please do contact me: tittenhurstlennon@gmail.com
(Legal: this blog is strictly non-commercial. All material is the property of the photographer/artist/copyright holder concerned. Any such who wishes a picture etc to be removed should contact me and I will do so. Alternatively, if someone is happy to see their photo on here, but would like a credit/link then let me know and I'll be happy to provide one).
Enjoy!
(Legal: this blog is strictly non-commercial. All material is the property of the photographer/artist/copyright holder concerned. Any such who wishes a picture etc to be removed should contact me and I will do so. Alternatively, if someone is happy to see their photo on here, but would like a credit/link then let me know and I'll be happy to provide one).
Enjoy!
Monday
YOU are the Plastic Ono Band
By Derek Taylor
of The Plastic Ono Band
First published in the July 26th 1969 edition of 'Disc and Music Echo'
The Ad said “YOU are the Plastic Ono Band” and that is the truth. You are and I am and the Beatles are, any of them, or none at all, Anyone. The first record was “Give peace a chance” and it is a good thing that this is so because it is nice to launch a band with a number one record, but it wasn’t necessarily the first release; it just happened that way; it just happened. It could have been a song written against a track recorded for Sgt.Pepper and not used in that most wonderful of all albums. It could have been a track recorded by Swinging George Harrison and his All stars - a beautiful thing he recorded especially for the Plastic Ono Band - recorded expressly by George and his friends because they love John and will do his bidding. It was “Give peace a chance” because it happened. And all its other releases will happen as they happen.
The band was made in perspex in Hoylake, in Cheshire (where Selwyn Lloyd and I were brought up separately) by an inventor I know called Charles Melling. It was Yoko’s idea, with John, made to her specifications; four pieces - like John,Paul,George and Ringo, three taller and one shorter. Two rectangular, one cylindrical and a cube. One column holds a tape-recorder and amplifier, another a closed circuit TV set with live camera, a third a record player with amplifier, and the fourth has a miniature light show and a loud speaker. But they could hold anything, they are as adaptable as the Beatles. The perspex columns were fitted with their equipment by Apple electronics under the direction of (Magic) Alexis Mardas and here ends the first and last technological press release you will have from me. To other details of the Plastic Ono Band....
The band may be the property of Apple, but it also belongs to everyone because what it represents is freedom, freedom for performers to be themselves, taking no heed of who they are or what they look like or where they have been or what their music is supposed to be. It could be children in a playground screaming their release from the bondage of the classroom or it could be John and Yoko screaming their love one for another. It could be anything.
The band will tour - the British band will tour here, and in the US another band is to be built, built to withstand the long hauls across that amazing continent and maybe beyond, maybe far beyond one day.
Who knows, any more?
“Give peace a chance” was born in Montreal one Saturday night when the mood was right and the moon was full. John had written it maybe for the Beatles, maybe for anyone who turned up and seemed right. That night in Montreal forty or more seemed right and ready: Tim Leary, Tom Smothers, John, Yoko, a few journalists, many friends, a few activists from the peace movement now proliferating in North America (and not without reason) and dare I say there was a member of the CIA there in drag.
I don’t know what the Plastic Ono Band is; the more I think about it the more I don’t know what to say it is. But I know it’s right and I know it’s good. I know it works. You only have to feel it to know it’s good and right and workable.
I just phoned John to ask him what he would say the Plastic Ono Band was. He wouldn’t know what to say except to repeat the ad, the ad that says it all.
YOU are the Plastic Ono Band, And because you are you , you understand. Don’t you?
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