The Banality of Restrained Musical Genius
I’ve spent the morning listening through The Beatles’ first four albums for the first time in a long time. It’s amazing how you can feel how talented they are but also how boring it all so often is. Four albums of 8/10 pop songs all around two minutes in length. Songs so good, but so similar, that they all sort of blur into one another. It’s actually tiring to listen to back-to-back. And I like how “Eight Days A Week” finally hints to something a bit more musically expansive in the opening few seconds before quickly turning into another bog-standard Beatles pop song.