...and uh... let us all bow our heads a moment for the god of rock n' roll, Mr. John Lennon. I remember in 1980 walking around in a slump for weeks trying to look more depressed than my musical buddy Will Sibley in school, so that he understood that I was a bigger Lennon fan than him. I still have my beat up old White Album Lennon photo above my bedroom door as I always do in every place I've ever lived. When all is said and done though... I don't believe in Lennon..... I just believe in me.... Yoko and me... and that's reality.