David Crosby R.I.P.

I loved Crosby's voice, and both his voice and his presence added immeasurably to the bands he was in but, yeah, the way I see it he could never quite match the intensity and charisma of his fellow band members. I also saw him live, a couple times, and he never seemed to cut through the way I wanted him to. Maybe he was just too polite in a group setting?

richardmathes

I concur with your assessment of DC and post. He did indeed wore out his welcome in group settings.

Happy Listening!

Upon learning about David Crosby's death, I started listening to Crosby's 1971 record, "If I Could Only Remember My Name".  I owned an 8 Track tape of that and listened to it in my 1970 Mustang.  Once I got rid of that car, I had nothing to play 8 tracks on, so until this morning, had not not listened to the album in years.  What an excellent album.  I can make out the voices and guitar playing of Joni Mitchell, Grace Slick, Jerry Garcia, and Jorma Kaukonen. 

The music that Crosby played was a big part in establishing my musical interests.  He was playing Americana music in the early 70's.   I think that it was fantastic that Crosby kept putting out new music later in life.  I was thrilled to see him perform on Chris Thile's "Live From Here" a few years ago playing duet performances with Chris Thile.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j_8n_0jDFlo

Local radio station, KCRW, was saying that he was recording new music with a live band. So likely to see some new music in the future. I guess that means the music was not put together on a computer, like a lot of artists these days.

I was listening to the song Guinevere this morning on the radio and the line about "peacocks wandering aimlessly" made me think the song was written somewhere near Pasadena, CA. There are peacocks walking aimlessly all over some of the residential neighborhoods.

The news of Crosby's death has prompted me to put my bought-soon-after-it-came-out LP of Mr. Tambourine Man on the turntable. Plastic inner sleeve. Pressing weighs a ton. It's probably the first time I've played it when I've had a high-end system. It's certainly the first time I've put it on the 'table this century.

In any event, son-of-a-gun is that album gorgeous. The guitars jingle-jangle majestically. The vocals angelically ring out. The rhythm section plays with purpose. What can I say? A religious experience.