For a guy who maintains a very consistent and particular public persona, Paul McCartney surprisingly often lets his freak flag fly on record. Truth be told, they typically end up becoming some of my favorite songs of his, which probably says more about me than it does about Paul’s willingness to get weird. We all love “Maybe I’m Amazed” and “Band on the Run,” but my McCartney collection would be incomplete without oddball gems like “Temporary Secretary,” “Monkberry Moon Delight,” and “Morse Moose and the Grey Goose.”

Maybe the earliest evidence of Paul’s musical wild side is 1967’s “Fixing a Hole,” an eerie slice of psychedelia with lyrics that sound especially deep and thought-provoking at first but it turns out that, once again, Paul is just singing about how much he really, really likes smoking pot. Fair enough. I really, really like “Fixing a Hole.” The lyrics paint an intriguing picture of a man discovering new layers to his world. For some reason, I’ve always loved the line, “I’m taking the time for a number of things that weren’t important yesterday.” Super-philosophical, except not actually because he was probably just talking about trying a new brand of potato chips.

“Damn, I don’t think I’ll eat chips that don’t have ridges ever again.”