In Forty-five Minutes, It'll All

My Love For You Will Still Be Strong After The Boys Of Summer Have Gone.

Sharper Than A Serpents Tongue, Tighter Than A Bongo Drum, Quicker Than A One Night Stand, Slicker Than A Mambo Band.

I Don't Care What Anybody Says About Ringo. I Cut My Rock-n-roll Teeth Listening To Him.

Lennon's Was One Of The First Voices I Emulated When I Began To Sing. When We Held Tryouts In My Pal's Dad's Living Room For The Singer In Our Band, I Sang A Beatles Song That Lennon Sang. There Is Something About The Timbre Of His Voice, Something That It Conveys, That Still Gets To Me. The Quality And The Poetry Of His Lyrics. The Wry Sense Of Humor. And The Boyishness, In The Beginning. There Are A Great Many Things That Touch Me About Him... Lennon Was, To Put It In His Own Words, A 'working-class Hero.'

What Are These Voices Outside Love's Open Door, Make Us Throw Off Our Contentment, And Beg For Something More?