What you hear on ‘Fly’ is Yoko Ono’s disarming combination of opacity and visceral, personal transparency in full bloom. It’s one of the most unbridled, most captivating soul albums ever made.
"And that’s right where she wants you: vulnerable, wide open to any-and-everything, ready to have your world tipped onto its head. She’s a master of spinning your head around.
First, you get the Bar Band from Hell of ‘Midsummer New York’ to kick things off. It’s about the last thing you’d expect from Ono coming off Plastic Ono Band.
At 16-minute-plus, the tranced-out, motorik-inspired boogie ‘Mind Train’ is rough-and-ready for your next basement get down.
Then we have the absolutely gutting blues of ‘Don’t Worry, Kyoko (Mummy’s Only Looking For Her Hand In The Snow)’. Full of ache and raw emotion, the song is a love note, a plea for forgiveness, to her estranged daughter Kyoko shot across the universe on a flaming arrow.
Ono follows this stampede of emotion with the self-referential torch song ‘Mrs. Lennon’, a wounded song that gets right into the Universal Loneliness."
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What you hear on ‘Fly’ is Yoko Ono’s disarming combination of opacity and visceral, personal transparency in full bloom. It’s one of the most unbridled, most captivating soul albums ever made.
"And that’s right where she wants you: vulnerable, wide open to any-and-everything, ready to have your world tipped onto its head. She’s a master of spinning your head around.
First, you get the Bar Band from Hell of ‘Midsummer New York’ to kick things off. It’s about the last thing you’d expect from Ono coming off Plastic Ono Band.
At 16-minute-plus, the tranced-out, motorik-inspired boogie ‘Mind Train’ is rough-and-ready for your next basement get down.
Then we have the absolutely gutting blues of ‘Don’t Worry, Kyoko (Mummy’s Only Looking For Her Hand In The Snow)’. Full of ache and raw emotion, the song is a love note, a plea for forgiveness, to her estranged daughter Kyoko shot across the universe on a flaming arrow.
Ono follows this stampede of emotion with the self-referential torch song ‘Mrs. Lennon’, a wounded song that gets right into the Universal Loneliness."
What you hear on ‘Fly’ is Yoko Ono’s disarming combination of opacity and visceral, personal transparency in full bloom. It’s one of the most unbridled, most captivating soul albums ever made.
"And that’s right where she wants you: vulnerable, wide open to any-and-everything, ready to have your world tipped onto its head. She’s a master of spinning your head around.
First, you get the Bar Band from Hell of ‘Midsummer New York’ to kick things off. It’s about the last thing you’d expect from Ono coming off Plastic Ono Band.
At 16-minute-plus, the tranced-out, motorik-inspired boogie ‘Mind Train’ is rough-and-ready for your next basement get down.
Then we have the absolutely gutting blues of ‘Don’t Worry, Kyoko (Mummy’s Only Looking For Her Hand In The Snow)’. Full of ache and raw emotion, the song is a love note, a plea for forgiveness, to her estranged daughter Kyoko shot across the universe on a flaming arrow.
Ono follows this stampede of emotion with the self-referential torch song ‘Mrs. Lennon’, a wounded song that gets right into the Universal Loneliness."
What you hear on ‘Fly’ is Yoko Ono’s disarming combination of opacity and visceral, personal transparency in full bloom. It’s one of the most unbridled, most captivating soul albums ever made.
"And that’s right where she wants you: vulnerable, wide open to any-and-everything, ready to have your world tipped onto its head. She’s a master of spinning your head around.
First, you get the Bar Band from Hell of ‘Midsummer New York’ to kick things off. It’s about the last thing you’d expect from Ono coming off Plastic Ono Band.
At 16-minute-plus, the tranced-out, motorik-inspired boogie ‘Mind Train’ is rough-and-ready for your next basement get down.
Then we have the absolutely gutting blues of ‘Don’t Worry, Kyoko (Mummy’s Only Looking For Her Hand In The Snow)’. Full of ache and raw emotion, the song is a love note, a plea for forgiveness, to her estranged daughter Kyoko shot across the universe on a flaming arrow.
Ono follows this stampede of emotion with the self-referential torch song ‘Mrs. Lennon’, a wounded song that gets right into the Universal Loneliness."
Limited edition gatefold white vinyl 2LP. Includes download code with bonus tracks. Available again for the first time in decades.
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What you hear on ‘Fly’ is Yoko Ono’s disarming combination of opacity and visceral, personal transparency in full bloom. It’s one of the most unbridled, most captivating soul albums ever made.
"And that’s right where she wants you: vulnerable, wide open to any-and-everything, ready to have your world tipped onto its head. She’s a master of spinning your head around.
First, you get the Bar Band from Hell of ‘Midsummer New York’ to kick things off. It’s about the last thing you’d expect from Ono coming off Plastic Ono Band.
At 16-minute-plus, the tranced-out, motorik-inspired boogie ‘Mind Train’ is rough-and-ready for your next basement get down.
Then we have the absolutely gutting blues of ‘Don’t Worry, Kyoko (Mummy’s Only Looking For Her Hand In The Snow)’. Full of ache and raw emotion, the song is a love note, a plea for forgiveness, to her estranged daughter Kyoko shot across the universe on a flaming arrow.
Ono follows this stampede of emotion with the self-referential torch song ‘Mrs. Lennon’, a wounded song that gets right into the Universal Loneliness."