I rediscovered this just recently, and I can’t get enough of it. It’s so fantastically raw, pure, simple, and emotive. And it sounds like someone’s just set fire to Lennon’s trousers.

I tried singing this today in the shower. It’s a great example of something that is technically simple, but near-impossible to get right because of the tone and attitude of the original*.

What I found most interesting was the real psychological difficulty I had in just letting go and really yelling properly at full volume. It’s so difficult to lift the veil of inhibitions, even when alone in an empty house.

*For a given meaning of “original”, of course. The Beatles’ “Twist and Shout” was a cover of a cover.