I can't shake off my addiction to Lennon. Believe me, I've tried. I've told myself he was a nasty, wife-beating, millionaire hypocrite and, besides, Macca wrote all the best tunes so who needs him? but sooner or later my resolve buckles and I creep back for another fix of Jealous Guy or Nobody Told Me or God. Sooooo many good songs!
I know this is heresy, but I think Lennon came into his own after the Beatles split up. The Beatles was McCartney's band- and Lennon was never entirely at ease working in McCartney's shadow.
In a recent poll Imagine was simultaneously voted the best and the worst song of all time. That has to tell you something. Imagine is the Mona Lisa of popular music.
Which makes Lennon the pop da Vinci.