I think I jumped
the gun posting my story about the hearing when John got his green card. This post really
out to have preceded it. Sorry!
The
informal manner in which my first interview with John Lennon was arranged at
Lou Adler’s house in Los Angeles set the tone for all my subsequent meetings
with him. John was never one for PRs and the formalities of the music business,
preferring instead an ad-hoc approach to publicising his various works. Just
before Christmas 1973 Melody Maker
editor Ray Coleman told me to relocate to New York and in the early summer of
that year, having decided that LA was no place for him, John too would relocate
to the Big Apple.
I saw John a few more times socially over
the coming months, at a Grammy Awards party, in Ashley’s bar, at the Pierre
Hotel, once in the Oyster Bar at the Plaza Hotel when he was with Harry
Nilsson, whom I’d met previously, and again at a small private
party in someone’s apartment on the Upper East Side. I remember watching John
autograph an Italian Beatles album at this party, and instead of just signing
his name he added dialogue in bubbles coming from each of The Beatles’ mouths
on the stage shot on the front. George’s bubble read: “Anyone fancy a curry
after the show?” while Paul’s read: “Come on lads, we need to rehearse more.”
Ringo’s read: “What song are we playing?” and in his bubble John wrote: “I’m
leaving to form my own group.” Looking back, I can’t help but think how on-the-nail
all this imagined dialogue is.
Somewhere along the line I felt
sufficiently emboldened to ask John for his telephone number so that if I
wanted to interview him I could simply ring him up directly instead of going
through PRs or his record company. The only drawback with this was that John
didn’t know his own phone number, probably never had. “Yoko’s always changing
it,” he told me. But he did agree to phone me if I sent him a telegram with my
number on it and thereafter if I ever wanted to get in touch with John Lennon I
simply sent him a cable. “Hello Chris, it’s Johnny Beatle here,” was the manner
in which he chose to announce himself whenever he called me in response to a
telegram.
One of those calls involved a quick chat
about his immigration situation. For years the US government had been trying to
expel John, ostensibly because of his marijuana possession conviction in London
in 1968. Of course, the real reason was because of his radical politics, in
particular his vocal opposition to the Vietnam War. He was a hero to the youth
of the US and the Nixon administration considered him a potential troublemaker,
so the dope bust was simply an excuse. The reality was that they were paranoid –
as well they might be with all that was going on undercover in the Nixon
administration – and probably frightened of him, perhaps thinking he might lead
a march on the White House. Nothing could be further from the truth, of course.
By 1975 John simply wanted a quiet life, to be left in peace with Yoko and,
hopefully, to raise a child of their own.
In March 1975 I wrote a story for MM entitled “John’s No. 1 Dream”, and
reported that John’s negotiations to remain in America would reach a climax
within the next three months.
I talked to John’s lawyer, Leon Wildes, who
said that he had: “information that shows that the Government deliberately
ignored his application, actually locking the relevant document away in a safe.
This was because of a memorandum which was circulated by an unknown Government
agency to other Government agencies which stated that John and Yoko were to be
kept under physical observance at all times because of possible political
activities.” Leon said that he was currently trying to find the source of this
document and if he did it would “break the case wide open and prove that there
has been a miscarriage of justice”.
In
the event it would be another year and three months before John was awarded his
‘green card’. Only then would he be able to travel outside of the United States
in the certainty that he’d be allowed back in on his return, and the long legal
battle cast further doubts on the integrity of the soon-to-be-disgraced Nixon
administration.
The next interview
I arranged on the phone with John took place later that same month at the
Capitol Records offices on Sixth Avenue. The main purpose of this was to
discuss his soon-to-be-released Rock’n’Roll album, and I’ll post extracts from
it tomorrow.
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