Some of you were itching for a Beatles debate thread, so here it is. I think my own perspective on the Beatles tends to be a little bit uncommon: I love them up to (and heartily including) Help. I only like a few songs after that.
My wife and I were in a curry shop in Japan recently that has only the Beatles as their BGM. The song “Roll Over Beethoven” came on. I had pretty much dismissed this in my mind as just a fun, competent cover–but in reality that song is absolutely smokin’! Lennon was just a great singer.
I love the Beatles in their non-pretentious, teeny-bopper-pleasing, non-drugged-out mode. And the album Help, my favorite by them, seems to capture them right at the turning point: more sophisticated, more creative, more fun–but not yet with the vices that would appear on Rubber Soul.
If someone wants to argue that the early albums aren’t great (and not all of them are great qua albums), that’s fine. But I’d like to take a look at the overpraised later albums and see if they measure up. The versions we’ll be discussing are the original UK versions, BTW. I’ll list the songs I like and then explain why the album overall is a failure.
Rubber Soul (1965)
“Norwegian Wood”–A-. This song is already a little too arty and pretentious for the Beatles’ own good, but it does have an unforgettable melody and is built nice and neat.
“In My Life”–A. Just a great song.
The rest of the album is music hall corn (“Michelle”), arrogant, pretentious crap (“Nowhere Man”), or things too awful to describe (“The Word”). The real frustration, though, is that there are songs in there that come close to making it, but don’t (“Drive My Car”). I also read a review on Amazon that pointed out something interesting: After Rubber Soul the Beatles would never be a real rock band again, and hardly a band for many albums. They devolved into mere artistes but, frankly, did not have the stuff to pull it off, except on occasion.
Revolver (1966)
“Eleanor Rigby”–A-. Here we have Paul as an effective solo act: just he and a string quartet. It’s a pretty well-made song, but still with that pretentious edge.
This album is a big ol’ pretentious pack of absolute crap. Where the tunes are good, the overall effect is McCartney corn (“Here, There, and Everywhere,” “Yellow Submarine”). BTW, I don’t hate corn in general, when it’s done well; I just really hate Beatles Corn. When the tone is hard and right (“Taxman”), the music just isn’t there to back it up. “I’m Only Sleeping” is another frustration in that regard.
I won’t claim that there is artistry and creativity at work on Revolver; there certainly is. Put simply, it is an album I pick up, thinking, “There ought to be something good on this”; but when I look at the list of songs, there isn’t anything I feel like listening to (“Rigby,” of course, is all wore out, although I don’t blame the song itself.)
Sgt. Pepper’s (1967)
“With a Little Help from My Friends”–A-. I like Ringo’s singing on this song and the overall laid-back feel of it.
I find myself having the same issue with Pep that I have with Revolver: although I recognize that there are some good tunes and whatnot in there, none of the songs alone does it for me. Again, I can’t say that there isn’t incredible creativity and innovation at work there–there is, and I admire it. But the end product just simply isn’t that great.
Is it that I’ve just heard the songs too much? I don’t think so. Let’s take another album from the same year: Pices, Aquarius, Capricorn & Jones Ltd.. I’ve heard every song on that album a dozen times, some quite a few more when I watched the original Monkees TV show. But a song like “Love is Sleeping” still gives me chills. Pep just seems flat to me.
Exception: Magical Mystery Tour (1967)
This is actually a good album. The CD (= original American version) has more songs than the original British version; singles were appended to an EP, according to www.allmusic.com. This may have worked in the disc’s favor, as there are lots of goodies on here. “I Am the Walrus” is an A+ masterpiece. I love the dissonant hell of “Blue Jay Way.” “Penny Lane” is Sgt. Pepper’s-type song, only done successfully. This album does contain, however, McCartney’s worst embarrassment of all time: “Your Mother Should Know.” Egad!
Have you seen the movie, though? Egregious trash.
The White Album (1968)
“Back in the U.S.S.R.”–A. Fun tune.
“Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da”–B+. Stupid but fun. Highly original sound. Paul seems incredibly stoned.
“Martha My Dear”–A. Great song. Paul finally makes the music hall thing work with a sophisticated melody (cool piano, too).
“Birthday”–B+. An original tune that comes together.
“Yer Blues”–A. Makes me wish Lennon was strictly solo at this point. Pretty rockin’ cool.
“Helter Skelter”–A. Makes me wish Paul was solo, too. This is rocking, original, and hard. Creative.
“Revolution 1”–B+. Doesn’t quite come together, but a good tune and good Lennon singing.
On a normal album the above would be enough to make it good. But the White Album is two records long and full of the most execrable crap imaginable. Sometimes the raw, unformed sound works quite well, as in “Helter Skelter,” but for the most part this is a collection of garage band doodlings. Sorry, I like Harrison as much as the next guy, but “While My Guitar” gently weeps is simply retarded.
Yellow Submarine (1969)
The less said the better.
Abbey Road (1969)
“Come Together”–A. I dig this one.
“Something” and “Here Comes the Sun”–both A+ Harrison masterpieces.
I’ll admit I don’t own this album, one reason being that when I was buying my Beatles CDs this had very little on it I felt I needed to hear, and what I had heard and liked I had already heard a million times. Does anyone argue that this one isn’t mostly just lackadaisical filler?
Let It Be (1970)
“Get Back”–A. Good tune.
I don’t own this one, either. The trouble with the last two albums is that the Beatles were just making studio confections and not really playing with each other. There simply isn’t the life you’ll find on their early albums.
BTW, I have Help on right now, and it’s just a great album for the most part. Now someone could argue that the early albums are full of covers and filler. That’s true. I won’t apologize for the covers; they’re often great. The filler is there, admittedly.
But I’m not really arguing the early Beatles albums are better than the later Beatles albums. I’m arguing something a little different:
- The later Beatles albums are way overrated. Way overrated.
- The early Beatles music was real, heartfelt, unpretentious, original, enjoyable, sound, complete, and–this is the biggest difference–playable live. In contrast, the later music is pretentious, concocted, often half-baked despite its originality, and–again most important–not playable live, or, in any event, not music that actually was played live, since the Beatles didn’t tour.
There’s no question, as I noted above, that there are good Beatles tunes after Help. But, overall, I find the second half of their career to be a big disappointment.