Yoko Ono Turns 80, Still Weird as Hell
Yoko Ono, never one to bend to the rules of societal convention, has got this old-age shit down to a science. Screw bridge club and Metamucil; this soon-to-be octogenarian is putting your grandma's ideas about the twilight years to shame.
Manfred Werner-Tsui via Wikipedia Commons
True to form, the famed conceptual artist/musician/fashion-designer/philanthropist/Beatles destroyer (to a few of you, anyway) is not spending her 80th birthday this coming Monday kicked back in her recliner. Spry as hell, she will instead be performing at the Volksbuhne in Berlin.
Ono will be backed by the Yoko Ono Plastic Ono Band, as well as her son Sean Lennon, who also collaborated on the 2009 critically acclaimed album, Between My Head and the Sky.
Don't start covering your ears in a preemptive protest just yet. Yes, a lot of her work has been ridiculous, especially the earlier stuff. But despite some really, ahem, interesting work over the years, it seems Ono has evolved, offering up art that is more than apples with price tags and poorly landscaped crotches.
Believe it or not, Yoko and her electronic-dance remix project, ONO, have done pretty darn well in recent years, releasing nine consecutive No. 1 hits on the Billboard Dance Charts. She's also collaborated with the likes of Sonic Youth, the Pet Shop Boys, and Eric Clapton, just to name a few.
She's also had some successful art exhibits as of late, gaining mainstream popularity with her "Wish Trees" at New York's Museum of Modern Art, and she's done well to commemorate her late husband, John Lennon, by collaborating on tributes to him across the globe.
As a nod to Yoko's 80 years on the planet, let's take a walk down memory lane and reminisce on some of her stranger pieces of art.
The Screaming Song
Perhaps related to the Primal Scream Therapy she took part in during the '70's, the screeching, guttural screams of Yoko's "singing" may have helped her release some tension. Unfortunately, watching that video has psychologically damaged me for all of time. Scream Therapy fail.
Part of her "CONCEPTUAL PHOTOGRAPHY" series (because everything she names must SCREAM at you from this blog posting), "Vertical Memory" consists of 21 blurred, identical photographs with 21 different texts. They are based around fragments of "memory" and begin with Doctor I, as she recalls being slapped in the bum upon birth. Yes, there is a Doctor II, and a Doctor VII... and so on.