Plastic Ono Band: A seething, frightened, angry glimpse into an artist's pained soul. Arguably John's best solo output, if completely misunderstood at the time of it's release. Exorcising his demons as the tapes rolled -- the analog offspring of the Primal Scream therapy he was undergoing at the time. Post-Beatlemania and post-divorce . . .
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