It's the chickens, man, it's the chickens!
Of all the monstrous menagerie which invaded the end of "Good Morning"
, it's the chickens, (or people running round like headless ones), which bring Sgt Pepper
's Lonely Hearts Club Band back out into the spotlight, heralded by a truncated guitar tweak. If that really was an aborted Hendrix Chord, it was kinda prophetic, wasn't it?
Up fades a lazy drumbeat, unleashing a 'let's do it' count-in for The Band
Ringo slaps the beat up-front, letting the tambouracas in behind, and do it they do! No time for an opening lick, and certainly no space for the horn section: it's those squealing, criss-crossing direct-tracked guitars which are firmly and uncompromisingly to the fore this time (though Paul does manage to slip in his organ). The triple-lead vocal — Billy Shears
conspicuous by his absence — further fuels the raunch. It is, after all,getting very near the end.
To uproarious overdubbed adulation (for their former selves at The Hollywood Bowl) and a final screech from them guitars, "Sergeant Pepper's one and only Lonely Hearts Club Band" take their bow...