“The lights turned on and the curtain fell down”
De mortuis nil nisi bonum dicendum est
R.I.P. David Crosby, the Rob Reiner of 60s/70s hippie rock. On the passing of this legend, all I can say is . . . “meh”.
Too harsh? Well then, check out Gary Graff’s post on Billboard which lists Crosby’s “10 Best Songs.” Ask yourself which of them leap to mind as unforgettable and get back to me. I’ll wait.
In my estimate there is only one song that makes the grade. The psychedelic sound of Eight Miles High burned itself into the brains of all of us listening to it on AM transistor radio—and Graff notes that Crosby’s contribution to it was minimal.
The rest of Graff’s Crosby selections are in the drippy, super-sensitive-Sixties genre (cf. Joni Mitchell). Great background music if you want to spark up a doobie and reminisce about the good old days in Topanga Canyon.