15. The Beatles - Revolver

I remember listening to this on my parent’s stereo, one of those huge cabinet deals that looked like a piece of furniture. This had to be the early 70's, I guess. I asked my mother - is this the same Beatles that sang "I Wanna Hold Your Hand"? Yes? Really? Wow.

I borrowed the album and brought it in my room. This was headphones stuff. I guess I was about 11. Maybe 12. Thinking this was a trippy kind of album, though I didn’t really have the word “trippy” in my vocabulary at the time. Psychedelic. That was a big word then. That’s what Revolver was.

I grew into this album. The older I got, the more the songs changed meaning, the more the music felt like something different. But the thing that remained was the songs I skipped. Eleanor Rigby? Pass. Gotta Get You Into My Life? Pass. Good Day Sunshine? Pass. Then there were songs that made me lift the needle and put it back on the beginning of the track again when they were over. I’m Only Sleeping. She Said, She Said. You can see that the heavy McCartney tunes don’t do much for me but the Lennon tunes do. In fact, I have this disdain for McCartney that eats at my soul, but that’s another story for another day.

Favorite song: She Said, She Said
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