In the number 47 bus from Dalston to the Millennium bridge in London, there is a couple singing behind us. Having just extracted ourselves from the Oxfam shop where one of the assistants was singing to themselves. Now sitting eating a burrito in the Southbank and a shop owner is beautifully singing and dancing to Tina Turner. Having just extracted ourselves from the Yoko Ono exhibition at the Tate Modern. Compelling, creative, innovative and white on black with a splashing of blue. Listening to John and Yoko strumming, chanting, wailing, talking, screeching, loving, imagining. An amazing calm but active space. Expression through the release of sound the resonance of the soul
