The first minute was tolerable, then by Dear Prudence you notice the drift, and it changed the intro to something unrecognizable. Glass Onion beginnings like a reverse echo as more and more albums catch up to the fastest record. When you get to Ob-La-Di, Ob-La-Da it is an utter mess. It sounds like someone it playing it at the end of terribly long hall but worse or some kid recorded through a bunch of delay pedal. It isn't anything, it isn't creative or experimental or trippy just weird. I couldn't take more than ten minutes of it.
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Actually, I like you a lot, Nea. That's why I treat you like ****. It's the MB way.
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“If one listens to the wrong kind of music, he will become the wrong kind of person.” Aristotle.
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"I look for ambiguity when I'm writing because life is ambiguous." Keith Richards
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