London Calling

The masterpiece. Nineteen songs, sixty-five minutes, every genre the band had been quietly absorbing — rockabilly, ska, jazz, soul, reggae, R&B — pulled into one impossibly cohesive sequence. "London Calling," "Spanish Bombs," "Lost in the Supermarket," "Train in Vain," "Clampdown," "The Guns of Brixton." A statement so total it makes everything before and after look like preamble.