LOVE is a cultural miracle.
The original stems, parts, tracks from early Beatle recordings have been pulled apart and re-fitted into something new and dynamic which honors and enhances the familiar with a shimmering lifeforce anew.
George Martin and his son have done an amazing job of tastefully dovetailing things-that-don't-belong and making them belong.
The drumtrack from one song might suddenly appear in a different song. The harmony might detach from this and become the counterpoint to that.
The chamber music ostinato from Eleanor Rigby might come loose and float away into another parallel dimension like parts of a dream.
In my opinion, the only way to listen to LOVE is with headphones on to hear the manifold nuances and delicious delicacies wrought by the hands of the original master Producer himself.
I'd love to see the live performances along with the music.