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Post by BeatlePaul on Dec 9, 2005 0:07:08 GMT
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Post by plastic paul on Dec 9, 2005 0:19:59 GMT
LOL LMAO u surely aren't saying this has any relevance!?
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Post by BeatlePaul on Dec 9, 2005 0:33:26 GMT
LOL LMAO u surely aren't saying this has any relevance!? Hey Jude, don't make it bad take a sad song and make it better Remember to let her into your heart Then you can start to make it better Hey Jude, don't be afraid You were made to go out and get her The minute you let her under your skin The you begin to make it better And anytime you feel the pain Hey Jude refrain don't carry the world upon your shoulders For well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool By making his world a little colder Na na na na na na na na na Hey Jude don't let me down You have found her, now go and get her Remember to let get into your heart then you can start to make it better So let it out and let it in Hey Jude begin You're waiting for someone to perform with And don't you know that it's just you Hey Jude, you'll do The movement you need is on your shoulder Na na na na na na na na na yeah Hey Jude Hey Jude, don't make it bad take a sad song and make it better Remember to let her under your skin Then you can begin to make it better Better, better, better, better, better, oh Na, na na na na na na na na na na, hey Jude Na, na na na na na na na na na na, hey Jude Na, na na na na na na na na na na, hey Jude
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Post by JamesPaul & Brian on Dec 9, 2005 0:55:32 GMT
Start the Revolution Without Me (1970)
A film that parodies The Man in the Iron Mask, The Count of Monte Cristo, The Prince and the Pauper, and The Corsican Brothers....two sets of twins are mismatched at birth and become involved in the French Revolution.
Starring Gene Wilder, Donald Sutherland, Orson Welles, Jack MacGowran, Hugh Griffith, and Victor Spinetti
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Post by Perplexed on Dec 9, 2005 11:13:14 GMT
Well, looked at this way........
Epstein had indeed been a victim of attacks based on his being a Jew. There were incidences in the Beatle literature. There were anti-semitic folks along the way. I'll have to go back and find the reading on it, but Brian was a target of some hateful folks.
Whenever he died, that date not withstanding, maybe his death was attributable from some anti-semitic act.
Maybe the idea of the KKK doing some harm to him, or kiling him, is not so far flung. It's a very ugly theory, yes.
The Epstein family and friends would have suffered a lot from this, emotionally.
Maybe it was billy's way, in part, of building them up (Queenie Epstein and family) a bit after such a big blow.
And also a side note to John to try and be positive about the way things were, and also a word of encouragement to Julian who needed to be closer to his emotionally distant father.
Possibly writing on three levels.
I think "Let it out, and let it in", just has to do with venting your sorrow, while accepting the help and support around you.
The movement you need is on your shoulder applies to shrugging, or bearing. That's what shoulders do. They supply support for the arms and top frame of the body for load bearing, Shoulders lift and drop. You can shrug off worry, you can shrug off problems and sorrows. You can also drop your shoulders in relaxation. You can shrug in a "I don't care/I don't know" way. You can firm up your shoulders like a man to face life. We shoulder pain, shoulder responsibility, shoulder a burden, and shoulder an attitude. We shoulder others in sympathy, and shoulder our fair share of the work. One can give a cold shoulder, carry a chip on a shoulder, give your shoulder a brush.
Shoulders are patted, padded, slapped, cried on, held, walked on (by geishas, hmmmmm, Yoko), broadened, beaten, whipped, greased up, messaged, and burped. We are invited to rest our shoulders. Shoulders sometimes get tight. Shoulders sometimes look tense. Some are seen as jagged. Many are proud. Quite a few are cold. There are shoulder restraints, shoulder harnesses, shoulder bags, detached ones, protruding ones, and drooping ones. Scrunched up and trembling ones.
Almost always occur in pairs.
They are undergirded by two fairly large, flat, blade shaped bones, and depend on the spine and collar bones for attachment. Without them, you would have flippers instead of arms. Upper body balancing would be hard to achieve. Your clothes essentially hang from your shoulders, except pants, unless hung over them by suspenders.
You can be head and shoulders above the crowd, or you can fight dandruff with Head and Shoulders. You must beware of soft-shoulders on a mountain highway. Your shoulders can twist, gyrate, create a platform for a pretty cheerleader, and help propel you through the swimming pool. Useful platfroms for boosting, hoisting, and climbing up when no ladder is available.
How could young guys play "Chicken" without shoulders? Without shoulders, what would ladies do with spaghetti straps? What would people lean on?
There are narrow ones, broad ones, strong ones, well-muscles ones, weak ones, lady-like ones, manly ones, boulder shoulders, hairy ones, massive ones, smooth ones, flabby ones, lumpy ones, curved ones, slumpy ones, bony ones, and manniquin like ones. Pop culture talks of "Joan Crawford shoulders".There are "drag-queen" shoulders. There are broken shoulders, and post-operative shoulders, as any baseball pitcher might dread. You can hardly scratch between the shoulders; some "take-it" between the shoulder blades. Hair can be down to your shoulders in length; and you can be up to your shoulders in aggravation.
So, shoulders can also be glamourous, dignified, or regal. Figetting, mincing, squirming, and sobbing. Consider body language: shoulder position can convey confidence, energy level, physical condition, and emotions like reserve, shame, boredom, excitement, fear, detachment, alertness. Shoulders even present an attack mode, and a defense mode. Cats give it all away at the shoulder. (And musicians call everybody, "Cat.")
So, I am led to see that shoulders broadly (hehe) connote to other people, our intentions, attitude, and inclinations. They also involuntarily react to our inner world of pressure and desires.
Shoulders are an external barometer, and for us, a manifestation of our internal condition.
We position 'em where we need 'em to be.
So, "the movement you need is on your shoulders", and "don't carry the world upon your shoulders", IMO, has nothing to do with IV's, or heroin, or sex, or so forth.
It is saying, it's time for you to pick up, move on, and carry yourself with a determined, positive air. You can, and you should.
"For, don'tchyouknow that's it's a fool who plays it cool, while waiting for someone to perform with."
i.e. What are you waiting for? Quit wasting your life and go into action----perform! Live! Act! It's really a "get moving" song. It's a "get yourself in gear" song.
That is, in my opinion that is.
Some preacher, somewhere, I recall did a tirade about the evils of rockn'roll and tried to make "Hey Jude"a song about IV drug use, and heroin, and sex, and all that.
Well, I'm sure not shruggin' my ribs, OK?
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Post by TotalInformation on Dec 9, 2005 16:11:02 GMT
wrong...
Hey Jude featured FAUL speaking as, and with the moral authority of, the risen/resurrected Paul, Christ-like leader of the new global religion of Love, telling his disciple and chief proest John, as JUDAS, it was okay to betray him, that he should forget about JPM and cleave himself unto Yoko.
It was written by FAUL and Yoko when they were all living at Paul/FAUL's place, along with FAUL's wacked-out sex servant Francie Schwartz, necessitating a 24/7 FAUL-as-Paul ruse, further damaging John's psyche.
It is extremely hypnotic, and it's supposed to be.
Probably the most evil song of the 20th Century.
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Post by peoplescommittee on Dec 23, 2005 22:12:19 GMT
Alright...normally, I can buy some of TotalInfo's posts, but this takes the cake. Faul and Yoko writing together? Not trying to be impolite, but I think someone's cheese slid off their cracker not too long ago.
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Post by TotalInformation on Dec 26, 2005 19:29:05 GMT
Why don't you do us all a favor and crawl out of Ono's ass long enough to fu ck off?
Season's Greetings!
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Post by peoplescommittee on Dec 29, 2005 6:20:51 GMT
Wow, real contradictory yet again, TI. All I want is for you to talk sensibly. I want to make this perfectly clear: I barely respect Yoko Ono for her art, her music, or as a person. However, I believe a clear listen to LIVE PEACE AT TORONTO and the UNFINISHED MUSIC albums only goes to show that she was not capable of writing any standard songs, much less with Faul. I feel I am bringing up a valid point. If I am wrong, prove me wrong...with documentation.
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Post by TotalInformation on Dec 29, 2005 7:14:49 GMT
If you had any intellectual curiousity, you could search the forum for more references in my previous comments about this song. I don't much give a twat about the "feelings" of a belligerent ignoramous.
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Post by TPIMaster on Dec 29, 2005 10:37:11 GMT
However, I believe a clear listen to LIVE PEACE AT TORONTO and the UNFINISHED MUSIC albums only goes to show that she was not capable of writing any standard songs, much less with Faul. Define standard. I'm not a Yoko fan, at all, I watch Live Peace At Toronto and her song performance at the second Mike Douglas show to laugh with her. But I do know that she wrote practically everything of the song Oh My Love (from the Imagine album) which is a pretty nice song. And sorry, TI, but I just can't understand how Yoko and Faul would write together, because she hates him, because of the Lennon/McCartney issue on songs as Give Peace A Chance which everybody knows was a John song from his solo work and she wants the name McCartney out of it and Faul doesn't.
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Post by TotalInformation on Dec 29, 2005 16:50:34 GMT
she hates him, because of the Lennon/McCartney issue on songs
WTF, dude? That issue came up like five years ago. We're talking about 1968 here.
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Post by beatled on Dec 29, 2005 17:35:19 GMT
John's take on Hey Jude, 1980 Playboy Interview: PLAYBOY: "Let's go back to jogging your memory with songs. How about Paul's song 'Hey Jude'?"
LENNON: "He said it was written about Julian. He knew I was splitting with Cyn and leaving Julian then. He was driving to see Julian to say hello. He had been like an uncle. And he came up with 'Hey Jude.' But I always heard it as a song to me. Now I'm sounding like one of those fans reading things into it... Think about it: Yoko had just come into the picture. He is saying. 'Hey, Jude'-- 'Hey, John.' Subconsciously, he was saying, 'Go ahead, leave me.' On a conscious level, he didn't want me to go ahead. The angel in him was saying, 'Bless you.' The devil in him didn't like it at all, because he didn't want to lose his partner."And Francie's take on it: Paul had not only *met* Linda when I brought my film idea to London in April 1968. However, he wrote most of the lyrics during our relationship, and finished his conceptualizing during the time between his inviting me to "come home" (including taking me to meet his father - twice) and John and Yoko's extended stay at Cavendish Ave.
An interesting point: In the boot disk my partner sent me last spring, Paul sings the lyric differently: "She has found you, now go and get her." Which could be taken either way.
I've never claimed that Jude *is* me. More often, I've said he is referring to himself in the title (and I was also aware of the saint of lost causes) and at the same time, his appropriation of some of my phrases lends credence toward John's expression of it - which was protective of Paul's feelings about his privacy as well as a nod of acknowledgement to me. I don't think John made it up that Paul told him it was about *us*.
Linda was already in his mind, but I don't think he made up his mind about asking her to come to London until August, around the same time as the fracturing of his partnership with John following the "hate note" incident. By that time, the song was complete, even though its length was being debated.
Thank you for asking as a question instead of an attack on my credibility.
We've agreed that Paul is seldom literal in his lyrics, and the vagueness is deliberate. This song means a great many things to a great many people.
Still, if Linda had been very much on his mind, I think he would have sung Jude at her memorials.
FrancieYoko and John did indeed stay at Cavendish for a a short time, until the incident with the "note". (again according to Francie's account) The note said something to the effect: "You and your jap tart think you are so great". It was placed amongst the fan mail so as to suggest it was anonymous, but John figured out who it was from. One thing to consider.. Yoko did not leave John's side for just about any reason from that time onward, at least for a few years..
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Post by TotalInformation on Dec 29, 2005 21:05:56 GMT
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Post by plastic paul on Dec 30, 2005 0:47:28 GMT
Yeh I think maybe Faul was subliminally influenced, yet he thought he was writing it about Julian.
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Post by byrdsmaniac on Dec 31, 2005 19:59:33 GMT
But really it was about Gene Wilder. ;D ;D ;D
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Post by plastic paul on Jan 1, 2006 14:03:42 GMT
lol
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Post by defhermit on Jan 2, 2006 6:26:11 GMT
Gene Effing Wilder?
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Post by semolinapilchard on Jan 3, 2006 20:35:38 GMT
"He was The Nazz with God given ass, He took it all too far but boy could he play guitar..."
-David Bowie from Ziggy Stardust.
JPM could play guitar somethin' fierce, just listen to the solo on Taxman.
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Post by BeatlePaul on Jan 5, 2006 10:38:28 GMT
I've never claimed that Jude *is* me. More often, I've said he is referring to himself (Bill/Faul) in the title
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Post by semolinapilchard on Jan 5, 2006 15:03:20 GMT
man, you're all Gene effing Wilder to me!
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Post by beatled on Jan 6, 2006 3:46:53 GMT
his appropriation of some of my phrases
Which phrases, and in what context?
Hey Bill..
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