At The End Of The Beatles, I

I Don't Ever Try To Make A Serious Social Comment.

The Most Important Ingredient To Making A Song Work Is The Magic. You've Got A Melody, You've Got Words, But On The More Successful Songs, There's A Sort Of Magic Glow That Just Happens And You Can Feel It Happening. It Just Makes The Songs Sort Of Roll Out.

We Were Pretty Good Mates Until The Beatles Started To Split Up And Yoko Came Into It. It Was More Like Old Army Buddies Splitting Up On Account Of Wedding Bells.

Give Ireland Back To The Irish, Don't Make Them Have To Take It Away.

My Mum Died When I Was 14. That Is A Kind Of Strange Age To Lose A Mother. John Lost His Mum When He Was 17.