Online reviewer George Starostin has just posted another review of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, this time as part of his working down the list of the RateYourMusic site’s “Top Albums of All Time” list. (Pepper is currently at #18).

I love the whole review, but here are a couple of my favorite song-by-song comments:

ʻLovely Ritaʼ – oh, that triumphant cry of “RITA!” leading into the piano solo break. It’s one of McCartney’s most Pythonesque numbers ever, a hilarious send-up of, let’s say, “traditional British values”, and the exuberant piano chords of the break are the climactic peak. Although the weird tacked-on psychedelic coda, which, honestly, has more in common with ʻStrawberry Fields Foreverʼ or ʻFlyingʼ than with meter maids with little white books, should probably get an honorable mention as well.

‘Good Morning Good Morning’ – it’s one of those Lennon anthems to stone-cold boredom that he does so well (and boy can I relate!), so I think the best moment here is simply when he starts singing in that tired, cynical, sneery tone of his: “Nothing do do to save his life call his wife in . . . ” Although I’m really a big fan of Ringo’s drumming on here: he seems to have locked on to John’s bitterness and gives a fairly mean-spirited performance to match.’


“Should I take off the hat, guys? C’mon, tell me the truth.”

Nice to see this album get what I at least think of as its due, when the tendency these days seems often to be to knock it. I’m thinking of forming my own society, The Unironic Appreciators of Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band. Now if I can just get Ray Davies to write us a theme song . . . .