ANDY PEEBLES, nasty little has-been grave-robber Yoko-hater.

Well, well, it's that time of year again.

Time for the maggots to wriggle around John Lennon's corpse. Oh, wait. He was cremated. Ah, so the parasites can simply spit their venom and exhale a load of lies and bile about him. AND...feed that "Yoko broke up the Beatles" fire.

Yes, BBC (bratty Britsh cocksucker) Andy Peebles actually sneers several times in his London Daily Mail article, that she BROKE UP THE BEATLES. That when he first set eyes on her, that's ALL he could think about.

Peebles is upset he isn't world-famous because he happened to do the last interview with John and Yoko. So he's using the 35th Anniversary to jump up and down and call attention to himself.

Part of the shit in the Daily Mail...

IF I'M BEING HONEST, I have to say that up until now, I never heard of this fuckhead Peebles.

I probably listened to some of this prat's John and Yoko interview, but frankly, a lot of disc jockeys and interviewers released or leaked their audio of talking with John and Yoko in 1980, and none of it was that interesting. The questions were boring and usually John was impatient and testy, and Yoko very polite in trying to overly-explain what they were doing. At this point "Double Fantasy" is not a particularly enduring album and even then, Lennon interviews could be less than thrilling. I remember some amusing audio with a local NYC disc jockey who pretty much let John do the weather, say Goonish things, and take over the station for a while. I can't even remember his name, but he sure wasn't a dullard like Peebles.

In most cases, interviewers are very uncharismatic and anonymous drones who ask questions and then sit back and expect the celebs to do all the work. They often rely on who they're working for (like the BBC) to force the subject to sit and endure their total lack of personality.

It's sad that in this case, Yoko actually thought Peebles was a friend, and did several more interviews with him, and even flew him to expensive resorts where he could be quite the lamprey and enjoy himself thoroughly. Now that he's a retired nobody, he's turned around to bite the hand that literally fed him.

Several times Peebles expresses intense jealousy of somebody called Sam Havadtoy, the cipher who may or may not have had a 20 year relationship with Yoko. (Was this before, after or during Elliot Mintz or any number of other assholes the press insists were replacements for John?)

He intimates that "I'm Losing You" was written by John in jealousy over Havadtoy, and seems to be insisting that when John was off with May Pang, this was Yoko's excuse to go fuck a Lennon look-alike. Hardly classy of you to bring up, Mr. Andy. Why is it that this guy can scream about Yoko's bad music, and mediocre art, and yet indulge himself in the worst of catty backstabbing?

Peebles seems to insist that Yoko has used John's death to her advantage. As opposed to what, shutting herself up at The Dakota and never going out in the street? Tell me, Andy, what IS the right procedure when you've seen the love of your life shot down in front of you?

While you were sipping your tea and rubbing your hands over your good fortune in having "the last interview," figuring you'd be replacing Parkinson on TV and soon take over Carson's "Tonight Show," Yoko was taking care of Sean. She was mourning. AND she took time to release a reassuring statement to Lennon fans who were feeling very fucking suicidal. Yoko's calm, her spirituality, and her caring for others, led her to take a few moments to help others deal with this hell.

Peebles is acting like Yoko instantly set up art exhibits and did talk show appearances and checked with Capitol on how soon she could release a solo album.

Oh, speaking of solo work, Andy boy, did you know that Yoko is the oldest woman to have a #1 disco single? ON HER OWN. Her "bad" music has sold quite a bit. It's not like she's taking a loss every time and using major labels for vanity projects.

Andy, when millions of people ask Yoko to release anything John did, to offer up his artwork, to market John memorabilia, what do you think she should do? Say NO, it's commercial? Hide it all away? And do you think she's done a decent job along with the others, in choosing what Beatles material to be released and when? And don't you think Lennon would be happy that she absolutely refused to let McCartney turn the credits around on "Yesterday" to McCartney-Lennon? Has she not done a good job of managing the estate? Has she not made peace with Julian and kept Sean from being a problem child? What IS your fucking problem, Andy Peebles?

If you don't like her music or her art, fine. You can critique it or ignore it. But character assassination and gossip is contemptible. So is seething that the woman may have actually gone to bed with somebody after her husband was killed. Or that, gasp, she may have been slightly neurotic about having him dress up or style his hair like John.

I guess Peebles didn't feel like going into anti-John mode, as some other writers have, and listing all his failings. Nope, to get attention to himself he's scapegoated Yoko only.

Lastly, who IS this fucking Andy Peebles? There are so many nobodies who toady and cocksuck their way into positions at the BBC or Rolling Stone or any other network or media. They contribute nothing, really. They are inter-changeable. You can count on your fingers the number of truly interesting, witty and capable interviewers there have been in print or on late night or radio. I don't think this guy makes the Top 100.

Peeples is a weeble. He wobbled from fawning over Yoko and jetting the world with her to hobbling her with innuendo, sanctimonious opinion and finger-pointing. Peebles is a peephole peeper, jealously looking at what actual creative people do, and then whispering about it after. Peebles is just plain feeble. Too fucking bad that Chapman wasn't nearsighted, and that Peebles wasn't shot in the back on December 8th. Believe me, nobody would care about THAT anniversary, and nobody would be wondering what great things he would've done had he lived, what happened to his drawings, or whether he had an affair with Sam Havadtoy.