Published in October
2010 Exepose
If it hadn’t
have been for a certain disillusioned fan armed with a gun in New York 30 years
ago, John Lennon would have been celebrating his 70th birthday on
the 9th October.
Released three weeks before his death after a five year househusband
hiatus, the album Double Fantasy
received some less that complimentary reviews, however many of these were
retracted after his death. Part of the problem with the record was that with
his new found happiness, his writing strayed away from his usual socio-political,
edgy stances and towards songs written about his children and marital problems.
Giving half of his album to his caterwauling and widely unpopular other half
Yoko Ono didn’t help.
Often it
sounds as if they were working on two different albums, Lennon’s songs drenched
in rockabilly sentiment contrast heavily with her new wave and disco inspired
contributions. Reportedly unhappy with the original mix of the tracks, Ono
consented to a 2010 remix of Double
Fantasy, and with this the album takes on new importance. Lennon’s vocals
are crisper, unnecessary additional layers to the production have been removed
and have instead been replaced with clips of his good natured jostling in the
studio. ‘Yes, I’m Your Angel’ is a surprisingly soft contribution of Ono’s, sounding more suited to a Disney film
with its twee whistling and “tra-la-la’s” than a rock and roll album, and ‘Kiss
Kiss Kiss’ sounds creepily contemporary with its catchy chorus and spoken
Japanese.
In the remixed
version, for some unexplained reason, the production team have gone backwards,
replacing the quirky reggae beat of ‘Every Man Has A Woman That Loves Him’ with
whirring synth, giving the impression that in any moment a beat will drop and
it will become a club classic. Instead the harmonies blur into echoes and swim
in no direction, the song is stolen of any climactic moment and it sounds like
it belongs on a new age album with squawking dolphins and the rush of
waterfalls. ‘Dear Yoko’ has a refreshingly earthy quality with the English
concertina, despite once again professing his undying love for his wife, there
is a horribly sad irony in the lyrics “I’ll never ever ever ever ever gonna let
you go.”
Reviewing this
album with the nostalgia that 30 years have given us, it has to be remembered
that despite their warbling insistence of normality, Lennon and Ono with their
pop art installations, joint screaming albums about primal therapy and the
addition of worldwide fame were never going to be the blueprint of your average
married couple, and if they wanted to spend five years away from the industry
and return with an album about each other that spanned several genres, they
would. Whether the album made triple platinum because of his murder or not, Double Fantasy will forever hold
historical musical importance and huge significance to Lennon fans.
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