Bob Dylan's Blonde on Blonde (1966) maybe an equivalent to some early Nineties albums, with similar purposes: "Early in the morning, early in the morning / I'm calling you too, I'm calling you too / Please come home..." As a sprawling double album, electric surrealism and acoustic "gypsy hymns" ("Sad eyed lady of the Lowlands / Where the sad eyed prophets say that no man comes / My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums..."). To outwit the listener by writing profuse, sometimes visionary relations of landscape to each of the songs, New York City or Nashville studios. The time it takes to flip and listen to all 4 sides. A prolific writer.
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