¶ the incandescent subfusc wants a life away from greed and hypocrisy:

artificially peppy, chemically imbalanced, hardly easy, polyphonic colophon…

a mind boggling collage of perfect songcraft and sheer sonic joy 

lush psychedelic tones flourish throughout, enhancing, yet never overwhelming the colorful song textures
revolver catches the fabs in the midst of their most perfect phase — more sophisticated than the 'mop-top' years of 1963-64, yet more restrained than the experimental 'later years'.”