But then I don't have to. I am of the age group that waited with anguish for the release of Rubber Soul, Hard's Days Night, Help and Revolver, who watched the Beatles cartoons Saturday mornings, for whom Sgt Pepper was like the Second Coming and The White Album lyrics the subject of anxious exegesis (as Dylan was to people a few years older ). Their songs are coded into my neurons.

I can be engaged in some task or riding the bus and 'Good Day Sunshine' or 'Hey You've Got to Hide Your Love Away' starts up in my
brain. And then I'm happy.