This very fresh take on the Beatles' symphonically infused downer reemerges here in Adamo's arrangement as decidedly less depressive but certainly no less enticing. The melancholy of the original comes through less so in Adamo's phrasings but is threaded throughout by the plaintiveness of the organ. The sadness of McCartney's voice has been leeched out here but miraculously not so much prettified by Adamo as hepped up by his jazz inflections and flavorings. The tempo's faster and the crispness of the drums and the guitar provide a snappy counterpoint to the organ. This is not a lonely song at all but a sort of rousing pronouncement about all the lonely people.
Magazine EditorFreelance Music Journalist
Devon Jackson has written about music and film for a variety of publicationsfrom Entertainment Weekly and The Village Voice to Rolling Stone and Details. He is also the author of Conspiranoia! and currently the editor of Santa Fean magazine