Everybody's sayin' that music is love
Continuing my trip back through the 1971 album charts. 18/04/71 : If Only I Could Remember My Name - David Crosby So we've had Stills (decent enough) and Nash (better) earlier this year, so it's only fair we give Crosby a listen - and yes, we've obviously already met Young (surprisingly decent) because Rolling Stone LOVE him. So let's see how Dave does... Oh dear - it starts with a very wishy-washy number and then follows it up with an 8:11 track which goes on far too loooong. And, yeah, I think "unstructured" is probably a reasonable description for everything here - it just sounds like he wandered into the studio and went "today I'm gonna strum along and sing "doo doo doo" and see what happens". I wouldn't say it's dreadful (and there are some very interesting, almost choral harmonics in places) but it does feel like it could have been a helluva lot better if he'd just put some thought into it. I also have to say that...