He's right. The song is a gooey mess, the sentimentality of which mocks the lyrics. But hasn't nonsense been the whole point of rock 'n roll from the beginning?
That many people take this music too seriously isn't just evidence of a new belief which has taken the place of an old one. The new one is now an orthodoxy whose reactionaries can't abide messing with its sacred, atheocratic text.
Give Yoko Ono some of the credit for this. After all it was she who called Paul McCartney's songs all June, spoon and moon.
She ought to know.
