This album sucks. Paul MacCartney sucks. I remember I actually bought MacCartney's Red Rose Speedway album when it came out in 1973. I think I listened to it once and was so unimpressed that it ended up sitting in my album collection for 10 years unplayed before it was actually nailed to a tree in a friend's back yard and used for a pellet gun target. Paul is a wimp, he hasn't released a decent rock tune since "Hi, Hi, Hi" back in 1970 and shows no signs of doing anything else in the future than filling the world with "Silly Love Songs". Not only that, I understand that he is pretty much a total a-hole to boot. This album sounds like a halfhearted attempt at soft rock by a Holiday Inn lounge group and if MacCartney hadn't been involved in it, it would have ended up in the cutout bins within a month. Look, deal with it people, this album and pretty much everything MacCartney has ever done is a load of bollocks for people that really don't want to rock out anyway. It's predominantly background music for watercress sandwiches with the crusts cut off and tea parties. Count me out!
