She said: "Revolver is the best Beatles album. It doesn't overwhelmingly rock, roll or pop because its strategy is to transport the listener to the until-then uninhabited space between all three via melodic aggressiveness and sonic inventiveness." I said: "Who put all those thoughts in your head? It's got Yellow Submarine, for Christ's sake. And that strategy meant they took their eye off the ball lyrically and out popped Good Day Sunshine and Doctor Robert. (Let's just ignore the Harrison lyrics)." She said: "No, no, no, you're wrong. What sounds like filler or a lack of cohesion is the embodiment of the main theme: alienation. Listen again to how many of the songs take a side-on approach to loneliness and people talking past each other. As standalone songs, they're crystal clear, but together they jar. That's deliberate." I said: "Even though you know what you know, you're wrong." She said: "Then how come you're using one of their songs as a framing device for your review?" I said: "..."