So I'm at work. I'm listening to "Abbey Road" on my CD player. Once it ends, I realize something: I hate listening to "Abbey Road."
Because looking through my small CD case, which has a half-dozen more Beatles albums, a couple of They Might Be Giants discs, a soundtrack or two, and two MP3 discs chock full of random awesomeness, I realize that anything I pop into the CD player next would be a tremendous step down. I scrutinized "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band" until I realized I probably should have listened to that first.
"Abbey Road" cannot be followed without making the next album look like utter crap by comparison. Damn Beatles, what with your perfect pinnacle of distilled awesome.