Eleanor Rigby waits at the window, wearing a face she keeps in a jar by the door…
It’s ALREADY an unnerving and slightly traumatizing song, now it’s completely deranged. Don’t ask me why, but somebody has rejiggered the classic Beatles song and restructured it so that all the notes are sung in E and F. The result? “It’s the song they play in hell’s elevators,” says one commenter. “Yeah, you’re gonna need therapy after that…” says another.
Listen below. If you dare.
The original, to compare and contrast.