I'm normally a defender of Linda's weedy, reedy backing vocals, but they sound especially weak on this.

Ludicrously overlong.

Starts like a light, deft frothy Macca classic.

Then you notice that it's almost 7 minutes long.

The production is pretty good.

This is the best track so far, by a moonlit country mile.

I can't see how it's going to fill the time out effectively without becoming boring though.

I guess there could never be a Macca album without something vaguely delightful on it.

It's started to go rhythmically clattery...

He's going to start shrieking in a minute.

No, everyone's wound their collective neck in.

I spoke too soon.

Wailing leads inevitably to shrieking from experience.

Nifty bongos.

Macca just about got away with that one.

Nice duet.

Linda's obvious limitations forcing Macca to calm down a bit.

Recorder solo?

All of the tracks should've been this long.

Passable rejected portion of side 2 of Abbey Road.

I'm being a churl.

It's perfectly nice.

As long as he doesn't start shouting.

Nice change of drumming pattern.

Must be about Jhon Lemmings...