There are two basic hazards confronted in employing or covering the music of The Beatles. First, one must be careful not to violate the original melody while at the same time creating an interesting arrangement and vocal. The entire album is faithful to the distinctive melodies written by the Fab Four, however many songs are just not interesting. A yawn is easily provoked. The majority of the arrangements for Jim Sturgess stand close to the precipice overlooking the sea of “elevator music.” (With the exception of I’ve Just Seen Her Face which Sturgess transforms into a likeable rockabilly number) Even the songs covered by Bono fall flat. "Hey Jude" was, for me, one long, long yawn. Elevator music is the worst of all music for me. Some of the greatest rock songs have been transformed into instrumental, or soft vocal mush. I could imagine some of these songs destined for such a fate. The second danger is to be so faithful to the original, or one of the famed covers, that you find yourself waiting for a particular voice to give it life; a voice that never arrives. Such is the case on “With a Little Help from My Friends.” I found myself waiting for Joe Cocker to blow the lid off, yet that growling blues voice isn’t there. However, there are enough interesting interpretations to make this album worth a listen. Joe Cocker is powerfully present on “Come Together” and makes one wonder why he didn’t cover this years ago. Whoever chose Dana Fuchs for her featured vocals should receive ecstatic kudos. The spirituality that has always existed in “Let It Be” is coaxed from the arrangement with enough power to send chills down the spine. On “Don’t Let Me Down” her voice is raw and pleading, transforming the song into fascinating blues. Helping Fuchs redeem this soundtrack from monotony are Martin Luther McCoy and T.V. Caprio. George Harrison was so spiritually awakened he often ached with inexpressable feelings. McCoy’s faithful and unique cover of “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” evokes the vision of George smiling. Evan Rachel Wood performs adequately on her songs, but is outstanding on “Black Bird.” Finally, T.V. Caprio draws from “I Want to Hold Your Hand” more emotion than we think possible from such a simple ditty. Her rendition allows the listener to remember when touching the hand of a girl was sexually electric. She creates such strong longing to hold another’s hand that it makes the hearer wonder if they missed something in adolescence. Overall, this album is an acceptable addition to one's Beatle collection. When you listened, what were you delighted to hear, and what did you hope never to hear again?