"IMO, only a select few who see themselves as the arbiters of all that is right and wrong cry for re-mixes."
This is one of the most absurd assertions I have ever read on a forum that has built its reputation on absurd assertions. What a joyless fucknut marcb is.
Not that I want to see
Ram revived in any way, shape, or form.
Ram is the equivalent of fart bubbles, and its acolytes are the equivalent of paying to sniff them.
Everything they say it is, it isn't. It is tricked-out doggerel, blown up to epic proportions. The comparisons to
Abbey Road are apt, as side two of that was just tricked out doggerel too, except you at least had Lennon to interrupt the cuteness. Instead you get Linda's shrill, nasal New Yawk honk of an accent attempting to mimic the cuteness.
McCartney was doggerel too plus one actual song, but not tricked out in studio eccentricities. If watching your fat uncle probe his bellybutton for lint gives you ASMR tingles, then
Ram is for you. Don't get me even fucking
started on the lyrics, which prove that even when he tries hard, McCharmley hasn't an idea in his head. And of course it doesn't rock; it barely outrocks the Carpenters. Thank God he at least had David Spinozza on the clock.
Why anyone would want to remaster this shit or vociferously argue against same is beyond me, but I guess because it is a Beatle is the only answer we need. To me, this album is the litmus test for SHiteyness. Might as well record Macca humming to himself in the shower and set that to an orchestra; you'll end up with almost the same thing.
Not that I think
Band on the Run or whatever is the formerly most-favored Macca album is much better; if Macca hadn't been a Beatles, he might have wound up like Emitt Rhodes or someone like that.
Fuck it, and fuck remasters, and fuck marcb, and fuck Sir Paulie, and fuck Emitt Rhodes.