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Chapters (91)
  1. Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Dedication
  4. Prologue
  5. Chapter 1
  6. Chapter 2
  7. Chapter 3
  8. Chapter 4
  9. Chapter 5
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  11. Chapter 6
  12. Chapter 7
  13. Chapter 8
  14. Chapter 9
  15. Chapter 10
  16. Chapter 11
  17. Chapter 12
  18. Chapter 13
  19. Chapter 14
  20. Chapter 15
  21. Chapter 16
  22. Chapter 17
  23. Chapter 18
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  25. Chapter 19
  26. Chapter 20
  27. Chapter 21
  28. Chapter 22
  29. Chapter 23
  30. Chapter 24
  31. Chapter 25
  32. Chapter 26
  33. Chapter 27
  34. Chapter 28
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  36. Chapter 29
  37. Chapter 30
  38. Chapter 31
  39. Chapter 32
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  41. Chapter 33
  42. Chapter 34
  43. Chapter 35
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  45. Chapter 36
  46. Chapter 37
  47. Chapter 38
  48. Chapter 39
  49. Chapter 40
  50. Chapter 41
  51. Chapter 42
  52. Chapter 43
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  54. Chapter 44
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  56. Chapter 45
  57. Chapter 46
  58. Chapter 47
  59. Chapter 48
  60. Chapter 49
  61. Chapter 50
  62. Chapter 51
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  64. Chapter 52
  65. Chapter 53
  66. Chapter 54
  67. Chapter 55
  68. Chapter 56
  69. Chapter 57
  70. Chapter 58
  71. Chapter 59
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  73. Chapter 60
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  75. Chapter 61
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  77. Chapter 62
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  79. Chapter 63
  80. Chapter 64
  81. Chapter 65
  82. Chapter 66
  83. Chapter 67
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  85. Chapter 68
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  87. Notes
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  89. ABOUT THE AUTHORS
  90. Photos
  91. Coming Soon

“We would sell our production, which we call ‘peace.’ And to sell a product you need a gimmick, and the gimmick we thought was ‘bed.’ And we thought ‘bed’ because bed was the easiest way of doing it, because we’re lazy.”

Wilson dashes to the hotel, where he joins two dozen or so reporters and photographers on the way up to room 902, John and Yoko’s honeymoon suite. They’re in bed, wearing pajamas.

“Why not Saigon or Dallas if peace is the cause?” Wilson asks.

“Because I’m dead scared of Saigon or Dallas,” John replies. “There’s less chance of getting shot or crucified here.”

On March 21, while John and Yoko are on their honeymoon, Allen Klein is appointed Apple’s business manager. He begins firing Apple staff in anticipation of his new three-year arrangement, which allows him to collect 20 percent of Apple revenues (though none on existing Beatles contracts).

On the final day of John and Yoko’s bed-in, March 31, George and Pattie stand trial. Rumors are swirling that Pilcher and his Drug Squad planted a stash in their home—“I’m a tidy sort of bloke. I don’t like chaos. I kept records in the record rack, tea in the tea caddy, and pot in the pot box,” George insists of the hash the police say they found on his floor—but the Harrisons plead guilty, are fined £250, and are sentenced to a one-year probation.

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John and Paul meet at Paul’s house on Cavendish Avenue. As songwriting partners, they take a walk in the garden.

On April 14, the two newly married men start recording “The Ballad of John and Yoko” at Abbey Road studios. Though neither Ringo nor George is available that day, to the two original Beatles, it seems like the best of old times.

Over seven hours, John takes the lead on guitar and vocals while Paul handles the bass, the drums, and even the maracas.

“Go a bit slower, Ringo,” John jokes.

“Okay, George,” Paul replies with a cheeky smile.

Engineer Geoff Emerick is watching from the control room. “It was a great session, one of those magic times when everything went right and nothing went wrong.”

The May 1969 single becomes the Beatles seventeenth number-one UK hit—and their last to top the charts in that country.

Chapter 39

Chapter 39

A time to be born, a time to die…

—“Turn! Turn! Turn!”

This is my story both humble and true,” John writes in a poem he’s calling “Alphabet.” One line reads, “T is for Tommy who won the war.”

There is a poetry stand in People’s Park, a community garden created by students protesting for peace on the campus of the University of California at Berkeley. To clear the crowd, on May 15, 1969, police had turned guns loaded with bird shot and buckshot on the students, killing one and seriously wounding many more.