Don't you love it? Not the face of my beloved Obatalah (Morgan Freeman, in the Voodoo Tarot)...but slow down anyway, and feel the grooviness of it all!
Don't you love it, how soppy songs like Norwegian Wood, that annoyed the crap out of you in Norway, cos that seemed the only one he could play on his guitar, suddenly make you homesick (like the clove-stuck Christmas oranges in High St)? Don't you love it, how the Beegees Spicks and Specks suddenly becomes an icon of the Sun reversed? ;-))