A legendary Beatles recording that defies the very pop music conventions they themselves created, this album is the longest effort by the Fab Four, clocking in at a wild and wonderful 93 minutes. By 1968, the Beatles were less a band than an amalgamation of four rapidly diverging personalities who still made incredible music together. From the airplane sample in "Back in the U.S.S.R." to the musique concrète experimentation of "Revolution 9," The White Album is never less than striking. Despite the presence of sweet tunes like "Blackbird," "While My Guitar Gently Weeps" (which, yes, featured Eric Clapton), and "Dear Prudence," this is a bitter, caustic, and often sardonic recording. "Glass Onion" rips those who misread their songs, "Back in the U.S.S.R." sends up the Beach Boys, and many a self-proclaimed freedom fighter was skewered by "Revolution 1." Even the internal friction is evident: When Harrison, the most serene of the four, wrote, "We all know Obla-Di-Bla-Da/But can you show me, where you are?" in the gourmet-savvy "Savoy Truffle," it was clear that the party was all but over.