In the Amazon comments for this addition of Plastic Ono Band, someone complains about how the two bonus tracks have nothing to do with the record and actually distract from the overall flow. I have to agree. We need to stop with this bonus track nonsense.

Bonus tracks are great, especially when they come on a separate CD. They're there for you when you're done listening to the album and you feel like listening to someone else by the same artist. Sometimes they're cool demos and such. In the case of The Who Sell Out, they give you a whopping 9 bonus tracks, which is great.

Except that the first time I listened to Sell Out, I had no idea that only 14 of the album's 23 tracks were the actual album. I thought, "Man, this album is long, and why the weird reprise of Shaky Hands? And all the Coke commercials?" No one warned me that they weren't part of the album. There was no difference in labeling. I essentially corrupted my initial listen of the album.

What can we do? Can we petition Amazon and iTunes to start tagging bonus tracks with "(Bonus Tracks)" after the album title? When I buy an album and hit play, I expect to hear the album as it was made, not the album seamlessly flowing into a bunch of demos, b-sides, and oddities.

Bonus tracks should be packaged and/or tagged separately from the album. Please.

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John Lennon's screaming at the end of this track is often attributed to the influence primal therapy, which runs rampant over the whole album. Lots of screaming everywhere. Lots of "bare emotionality" and "unrepentant navel gazing".

John was apparently big on saying God is the domain of the pained.

"Our pain is the pain we go through all the time. You're born in pain, and pain is what we're in most of the time. And I think that the bigger the pain, the more gods we need."

His [Arthur Janov's] thing is to feel the pain that's accumulated inside you ever since your childhood. I had to do it to really kill off all the religious myths. In the therapy you really feel every painful moment of your life - it's excruciating, you are forced to realise that your pain, the kind that makes you wake up afraid with your heart pounding, is really yours and not the result of somebody up in the sky. It's the result of your parents and your environment.

As I realised this it all started to fall into place. This therapy forced me to have done with all the God shit...... Most people channel their pain into God or masturbation or some dream of making it...... [It's] facing up to reality instead of always looking for some kind of heaven.

Sounds like John Lennon should have read Wise Blood.

The general opinion of Primal Therapy these days it that it's total bunk.