With "Pepperland Laid Waste" by the inexorable "March Of The Meanies"
, what a colourless, desolate place it has become.
Segmented throughout the movie, George Martin brings it together on the album
to paint the bleak, monochromatic soundscape with a mournful variation of his main theme
. Gone are its frills and flourishes, along with the Love and Beauty of Pepperland itself. The last glimmers of hope, provided by a fragile flute, are repeatedly wiped out by by subdued strings. Woeful woodwind carries the lament, with muted brass to take it even further down.
A blue bugle call sounds the victory; and few final, resounding apple-bonks ensure that the devastation is complete.
"Bless my metronome", even the Sergeant's Band have been rendered mute, sealed inside in a Kentucky blueglass bowl.
Fortunately — as we shall see — "nothing's Beatleproof".