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Disgraceland is a production of Double Elvis. John Lennon is celebrated as A defiant icon of the peace and love generation, the smart beetle, a dedicated husband and doting father to his young son whose life was tragically cut short by a bullet from a deranged fan. All of that is true, and all of that is also untrue. John Lennon was a violent, philandering, absentee dad and drug and alcohol abusing, insecure mess of a man whose life he left in the manipulative hands of his Machiavellian witch of a wife, Yoko Ono, a woman he truly loved and who truly loved him back. Throughout his life he'd been fiercely independent, but by the 70s, he would hardly make any move of consequence without first having his wife consult the complicated cosmic algorithm of horoscopes, numerology, real life oracles and tarot cards. He was a longtime critic of the trappings of the material world, yet he empowered his wife to build a financial empire through real estate, Egyptian art and prized cattle, and was prone to lavish $100,000 shopping sprees on a whim. He was one of the greatest musicians to ever record. Yet after the Beatles, his records were marred by creative inconsistency and he'd ceded his place atop the charts to his former bandmate, Paul McCartney, a thing that bothered him so much that he avoided the radio for fear of hearing the cute beetle blanketing the airwaves with silly love songs. He was a walking contradiction, complicated, simple, completely full of shit, and totally true to himself all at the same time. But by 1980, John Lennon was reclaiming the better parts of himself and starting over, making great music again. That music you heard at the top of the show? That wasn't great music. That was a preset loop from a melotron called Tango, Moving Piano and MK2. I pled you that loop because I can't afford the License for Lady by Kenny Rogers. And why would I play you that specific slice of sad sack Country Politan cheese? Could I afford it? Because that was the number one song in America on December 8, 1980. And that was the day that a different violent and insecure mess of a man emerged from the shadows outside the Dakota apartments on West 72nd street and shot John Lennon down, ending the complex and wildly entertaining musician's life on this episode. Messy Men, Country Politan cheese, Walking contradictions in a dead Beetle. I'm Jake Brennan, and this is disgrace. Mr. And Mrs. Mark David Chapman, newlyweds residing on the 21st floor of Honolulu's luxury Kukui Plaza apartment building, didn't do much socializing and even less hosting. Mark was intense, a big man, smart, articulate, at times compassionate, but lately prone to sudden fits of rage, filled with bizarre proclamations picked up from trips down the John Lennon rabbit hole. He'd recently discovered hosting for the Chapmans was an attempt at normal spam Musubi appetizers and mai tais were on the menu. So Gloria Chapman concerned herself with being a good hostess. But what was most on her mind was her husband's behavior. It was a small group, two of their friends, a couple were on their way over, and Gloria Chapman prayed that her husband would keep it together and not embarrass her. It was early October 1980, and Mark David Chapman was spiraling into madness and toward an uncertain fate. But in the last few weeks, he'd at least found a purpose. John Lennon is full of shit, and he hasn't made anything worth a listen since the Beatles. Now listen to that. That's music. Todd Rundgren's latest long player, Deface, the music by his band Utopia, blared from Chapman's new Pioneer XL turntable. The record player, like the record, was brand new. Mark had destroyed the old one a couple months before, back in a fit of rage. This was a superior record player anyway, and to Mark David Chapman, Rundgren's satirical send up of John Lennon on Deface, the music was superior to anything Lennon had released since the Beatles. Todd Rundgren was the anti Lennon. Rundgren had taken it upon himself to speak truth to pop culture power. Todd Rundgren, the immensely talented American musician and producer, had made a career out of po pushing the limits of pop songs as well as the limits of pop stardom. And to him, John Lennon had turned out to be a fraud, a fake, a Fugazi. In the 60s, Lennon's songs and Devil May Care swing at pop stardom had broken the mold. But in the 70s, Lennon had proved to be ordinary, contented by his cult of personality, his limousine liberalism and uneven post Beatles creative output. Rundgren believed that John Lennon had sold out the musical promise of the Beatles for middle age, economic stability. He'd become exactly what he'd once railed against as a young, angry counterculture activist with a sharp wit and intoxicating primal scream, holed up in Manhattan's prestigious Dakota apartments with his army of servants, macrobiotic dinners, champagne cocktails and cocaine appetizers, addicted to daytime television and lording over a real estate empire that included much of upst New York and a good portion of southern Florida. For a Lenin fan like Rundgren, this all seemed A touch too passive, a touch too safe for a one time revolutionary in musical renegade. But hey, whatever gets you through the night. And Todd Rundgren hit the lethargic John Lennon where it hurt with Deface the Music. The album was the latest haymaker in a public round of spatting between Rundgren and Lennon. The two had been going at it since the mid-70s, verbally slapping each other back and forth in the pages of Melody Maker, Lennon going so far as to contribute a hysterical op ed entitled An Open Letter to Sod Runtle Stuntil. But Rundgren got the best of Lennon. He deployed his favorite weapons of choice against the ex music and satire. Deface the Music is incredibly witty and a pitch perfect mockery of well known Lennon McCartney tropes meant to take the piss out of the sacred cow beetles. It is so expertly written and produced that it sounds like something the old John Lennon would have produced to take the piss out of the new John Lennon. And because of this, it drove John Lennon mad. Here was this little runt in upstate New York doing John Lennon better than John Lennon, and what the fuck. It was powerful stuff and it fueled Mark David Chapman, who was in the market for a mark. So he locked into the anger and found his own manic utopia and defaced the music and focused all of his pent up self loathing on the former Beatle, whom he once, like Rundgren, idolized. Chapman had been following the Lennon Rundgren beef in the press, and despite his childhood love of the Beatles, he'd chosen to ride for Rundgren. Todd is God. Mark closed his eyes and took in the music. It calmed him. It made him believe in something. Something real. It quieted the army of voices in his head. The voices that told him he was nothing, a nobody. The voices that told him this world was nothing more than a living hell filled with phonies and charlatans. The voices that told him to do it. Do it, do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it. Do it, do it. The Disney Hulu HBO Max Bundle, the ultimate bundle at an unbelievable price starting at $19.99 a month on Disney. Go behind the scenes with Taylor Swift. In the end of an era, every.