the wayback machine

listening to Sgt Pepper's Lonely Heart's Club Band. which was a revolution for mewhen released. over the years I've become more sensitive to Paul's smarminess, John's artiness, and the trend toward over production. there's a wonderful aural field of investigation here, to be sure, but it's also kinda sterile. it's still a pretty outrageous piece of work. pop music becomes self conscious.