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A Comprehensive Look At The Beatles Self-Titled Double Album Masterpiece

A White Album Christmas: Reflections on a Classic Turning 40

By Bill DeYoung | 26 December 2008 | Art & Entertainment

ENGLANDS’ HIPPEST music magazine, Mojo, recently devoted 30 full pages, over two issues, to the 40th anniversary of the two-disc album the Beatles released at the tail end of 1968.

Mojo Magazine No. 178 - September 2008

Not once in the entire spread did Mojo use the album’s proper name. For the record, its title is The Beatles. Because it arrived artfully housed in a plain white sleeve, the set immediately earned the nickname The White Album, and for 40 years, everybody has referred to it that way. Calling their ninth album The Beatles, ironically, implied a collective partnership that was virtually non-existent by 1968.

Lennon and McCartney were hardly on speaking terms, let alone writing together, and nearly every song was recorded in sessions overseen by the individual composers. The others acted as session musicians and background singers when their fellow Beatles requested it.

Released on Nov. 22, 1968, five years to the day after I Want to Hold Your Hand, the 93-minute album, first on the Apple Records label, was brilliant, fun, mysterious, difficult, joyful, dangerous and radiant all at the same time. Today, it is the Beatles’ top-selling album, no small feat, when you factor in Sgt. Pepper, Rubber Soul, Revolver and Abbey Road, hitting the platinum-sales mark 19 times. According to the Recording Industry Association of America, The Beatles is the 10th best-selling album in history, by anybody.

Most of the songs were written in early 1968 during the quartet’s visit to Rishikesh, India, to study Transcendental Meditation under Maharishi Mahesh Yogi. It was the last excursion the four old friends would ever take together.

The highs and lows of ashram life run through the lyrics of Lennon’s Dear Prudence, I’m So Tired, The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill, Everybody’s Got Something To Hide Except Me and My Monkey and, most explicitly, Sexy Sadie, originally written as a vitriolic kiss-off to the guru after Lennon decided he wasn’t so holy after all.

Yer Blues sees Lennon in a period of painful transition: “Yes I’m lonely, wanna die,” he screams, meditation clearly not doing the trick for him. He would, within a month, begin his obsessive relationship with Yoko Ono, who turns up as a ghostly image in Julia, a ballad Lennon dedicated to his late mother.

McCartney, meanwhile, came up with three of his most idyllic acoustic songs: I Will, Blackbird, and Mother Nature’s Son arrived during the Indian retreat.

Harrison turned in one of his most enduring compositions, the brooding but elegant While My Guitar Gently Weeps, and the bouncy Piggies, a sly poke at the British class system.

The finished product came to include Lennon’s feisty Revolution 1 and hallucinogenic Happiness is Warm Gun, his spooky sound collage Revolution 9 and his trippy word-game Glass Onion. He wrote a kids’ song, Good Night, for Ringo Starr to sing; the drummer even got his first-ever solo songwriting credit, for a country throwaway called Don’t Pass Me By.

Ultimately, the album’s patchwork quality worked in its favor, like a book of dynamic short stories, each more complex and illustrative than the one before. There was, in fact, so much blinding color over its 93 minutes that wrapping it in anything but stark white, the absolute absence of color, would have felt like over-saturation.

Bill DeYoung | Art & Entertainment

26 December 2008

McCartney’s Radio Luxembourg Interview 20 November 1968

McCartney Interview
Two days before the new album’s UK release Paul McCartney gave this exclusive interview […]

A White Album Christmas: Reflections on a Classic Turning 40

By Bill DeYoung | 26 December 2008 | Art & Entertainment

ENGLANDS’ HIPPEST music magazine, Mojo, recently devoted 30 full pages, over two issues, to the 40th anniversary of the two-disc album the Beatles released at the tail end of 1968.

Mojo Magazine 178 - September 2008 - White Album Anniversary Edition

Not once in the entire spread did Mojo use the album’s proper name. For the record, its title is The Beatles. Because it arrived artfully housed in a plain white sleeve, the set immediately earned the nickname The White Album, and for 40 years, everybody has referred to it that way. Calling their ninth album The Beatles, ironically, implied a collective partnership that was virtually non-existent by 1968.

Lennon and McCartney were hardly on speaking terms, let alone writing together, and nearly every song was recorded in sessions overseen by the individual composers. The others acted as session musicians and background singers when their fellow Beatles requested it.

Released on Nov. 22, 1968, five years to the day after I Want to Hold Your Hand, the 93-minute album, first on the Apple Records label, was brilliant, fun, mysterious, difficult, joyful, dangerous and radiant all at the same time. Today, it is the Beatles’ top-selling album, no small feat, when you factor in Sgt. Pepper, Rubber Soul, Revolver and Abbey Road, hitting the platinum-sales mark 19 times. According to the Recording Industry Association of America, The Beatles is the 10th best-selling album in history, by anybody.

Most of the songs were written in early 1968 during the quartet’s visit to Rishikesh, India, to study Transcendental Meditation under Maharishi Mahesh Yogi. It was the last excursion the four old friends would ever take together.

The highs and lows of ashram life run through the lyrics of Lennon’s Dear Prudence, I’m So Tired, The Continuing Story of Bungalow Bill, Everybody’s Got Something To Hide Except Me and My Monkey and, most explicitly, Sexy Sadie, originally written as a vitriolic kiss-off to the guru after Lennon decided he wasn’t so holy after all.

Yer Blues sees Lennon in a period of painful transition: “Yes I’m lonely, wanna die,” he screams, meditation clearly not doing the trick for him. He would, within a month, begin his obsessive relationship with Yoko Ono, who turns up as a ghostly image in Julia, a ballad Lennon dedicated to his late mother.

McCartney, meanwhile, came up with three of his most idyllic acoustic songs: I Will, Blackbird, and Mother Nature’s Son arrived during the Indian retreat.

Harrison turned in one of his most enduring compositions, the brooding but elegant While My Guitar Gently Weeps, and the bouncy Piggies, a sly poke at the British class system.

The finished product came to include Lennon’s feisty Revolution 1 and hallucinogenic Happiness is Warm Gun, his spooky sound collage Revolution 9 and his trippy word-game Glass Onion. He wrote a kids’ song, Good Night, for Ringo Starr to sing; the drummer even got his first-ever solo songwriting credit, for a country throwaway called Don’t Pass Me By.

Ultimately, the album’s patchwork quality worked in its favor, like a book of dynamic short stories, each more complex and illustrative than the one before. There was, in fact, so much blinding color over its 93 minutes that wrapping it in anything but stark white, the absolute absence of color, would have felt like over-saturation.

Bill DeYoung | Art & Entertainment

26 December 2008