Yoko Ono
ANYTHING that had Yoko Ono anywhere fuckn near it gets my vote.
The last thing John Lennon needed was some squawky gold-digger parrot woman to convince him to stop writing class, witty songs (like he did in the Beatles) and start writing absolute nonce-sense like the Ballad Of John And Yoko ( I mean, save the effort of releasing the song and just skip to giving yourself a self-congratulatory blowjob please...) and such "classics" as Give Peace a Chance ( surely should have been called "Give Myself a Self-Congratulatory Blowjob")and FUCKN Happy Xmas/War Is Over (What the watermelon? The war won't be over until I see Yoko Ono brought to justice)
Also, this might just seem like an attempt to be "cool" and dismiss one of the most popular songs ever (a song I liked a lot as a littl'un), but Imagine, lyrically, is a TOTAL load of wank and makes nonce-all sense.

Other abbhorations produced by the Lennon/Ohno(!) musical firing squad included:
Instant Karma!
Power To The People
Cold Turkey
And the brain-smashingly infantile and offensive Love.

Now I can't deny that during the Plastic Ono Band era, Lennon made some smashing music (Working Class Hero and Jealous Guy) and there were many great Beatles records made while Ono was hanging about, yet I still feel that this monkey-woman made a mug of one Britain's finest musical talents and in my eyes made him a LAUGHING stock.

Also, my contempt for "Sir" Paul McCartney knows no bounds, fucking money-grabbing, spineless, sickeningly traitorous leech that he is. I mean, imagine suing you three lifelong best friends for millions? Imagine being responsible for Mull of Kintyre and simply Ensuring Everyone Else Has A Miserable Christmas Time? Imagine being married to Linda McCartney? Imagine no religions, it isn't hard to do...

That's why I say George Harrison was the best Beatle!
(Hans-Hubert, Thu 4 Dec 2003, 14:47, Reply)