I’ve got a soft spot for “I’ll Follow The Sun.” The melody is so lovely and the acoustic guitar so exquisite that one almost forgets that the lyrics reveal the singer to be a bit of a love 'em and leave 'em jerk. (Well, if you interpret the song one way. Interpreted another way, it could be the singer realizing that life is too short to waste on a girl who doesn’t really appreciate him: “One day you’ll know I was the one.”)
Another reason that song holds a special place in my heart is that it was one of the first songs I heard when I really started discovering the Beatles at around eleven, in the mid-eighties…sitting in the car with my mother on a summer afternoon, hearing it on the radio.
From the same album, there’s “No Reply,” another acoustic-based one with some great lyrics and harmonies. (And another one that can be read two different ways. Read it one way and you’ve got a hapless guy being given the run-around by a heartless girl…read it another way, as the authors of The 100 Best Beatles Songs do, we’ve got a borderline stalker and a girl who’s trying to avoid him. After all, if she’s gotten her family to run interference for her, she’s gotta feel pretty uneasy around him!)
“Helter Skelter”, a really kick-ass rocker, gets the WRONG kind of attention–mainly due to, as the authors of my aforementioned book put it, “a swastika-tattooed psychopath whose name will not sully this book.”
“Cry Baby Cry”, also off the White Album, is a neat mix of Alice-like whimsy and a strangely ominous feel (that seance at the end).
“Dear Prudence” has a beautiful hippie vibe.
I’ve come to like “Within You Without You” much more than I did. When I first heard it, with a friend who was also discovering the Beatles, we were eager to get to “When I’m Sixty-Four,” and WYWY seemed to drag on forever, with what sounded like several false endings. Now I can appreciate the intricate Indian music, and I actually like “Sixty-Four” a little less and WYWY far more.