After that, the band lost me. Sgt. Pepper (1967) yielded some good things but doesn't stand the test of time. After that, they were just another aging pop-rock band with just a few nuggets among the dreck.
I think when The Beatles stopped touring (1966), they lost their creative spark. They got too caught up in their bohemian lifestyle to produce anything good again. Basically your average pot-smokers. They got lazy, bloated and full of themselves.
Bob Dylan on the other hand just keeps touring and touring. He still puts out good stuff too.
That’s as succinct an expression of my own opinion of the Beatles as I could ever hope to write. You said it better than I would have.
I hear a complexity in their Revolver and Rubber Soul music that is entirely missing in their later tunes, the odious Obladi Oblada being maybe the most moronic example. I can feel brain cells shutting down simply due to exposure to that monstrosity.
“Bob Dylan on the other hand just keeps touring and touring. He still puts out good stuff too”
July 1968- Music from Big Pink, The Band (well, almost Dylan)
versus
November 1968- The Beatles White Album
no contest