THE BEATLES — ABBEY ROAD APPLE 50383

Another clue from the Beatles. I can remember the first time I heard every Beatles album. Recreate the scene, and it’s always “what do they have for us now?” The dudes that started it all, and it’s always “oh, yeah, here’s something we forgot about.” Popping in and out of your consciousness, but when they're there, it’s always with a presence. Mystique they're the BEATLES. Of course, they're the fucking I BEATLES because they’re so I good, and they're always good different ways. But (again) always with this presence. They’re so good, and it’s so easy for them, you can tell.

So a new Beatles album, and all of a sudden there’s all this new information to assimilate. Making the record a part of yourself takes a few days, but you have to do it; the music is its own compulsion. And then again, it’s the Beatles, and, you know, you just have to find out. Any Beatles album is an artifact in a way that few records ever can be, and since the Beatles are so much a part of what you are, you have to examine it closely.