There’s a moment on The Beatles’ “White Album” that almost feels like stepping through a doorway.
“Back in the U.S.S.R.” barrels in, loud, brash and upbeat with jet engines, guitar and Beach Boys-style harmonies.
Then, before you’ve caught your breath, it dissolves and flows into the softer, melodic “Dear Prudence,” with delicate, repetitive notes that get stuck in your head for the day…