David Crosby

See also: The Byrds; Crosby & Nash; Crosby, Stills & Nash; Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

Album Reviews:

1971: If I Could Only Remember My Name

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If I Could Only Remember My Name

I thought I met a man who said he knew a man who knew what was going on

We’re so thick in weed smoke here that a Californian sunset is blending into a William Turner-painting – but even so, what is this? Mellow, spaced-out spaghetti western? Layered vocal pieces as a sort of psy-capella, equally paranoid and whimsical? Or is it just a cowboy hippie lost on a two-chord-guitar drone with golden long-lost harmonies (with some help from his friends: Nash & Young, Mitchell, Garcia, most of Jefferson Airplane…), acoustic and electric guitar lines tingling in and out, voices washing up on the shore before disappearing? Whatever it may be, it is beautiful and opaque, it is condensed psychedelic folk staring into the rising glimmer above hot asphalt. While low on song structure or especially lyrics, it is an absolutely unique sound that wouldn’t be replicated by Crosby or anyone.