Sometimes you gotta go with the classics, because the classics are sometimes forgotten. Before the Byrds, before, Stills, Nash and Young, David Crosby committed this first solo offering in 1971. It would take him almost 20 years before he’d dare try to match it, and I’m sad to say that it is not surprising he failed! With If I Could Only Remember My Name, Crosby captured the spirit of the times in a most direct and rewarding way, reached the mainstream with class and became immortal. They don’t make those anymore, and it’s been a while.
Cheers, have a great week end and see ya on thursday,