Generally speaking, I'm not a big fan of Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, nor a fan of David Crosby in particular, but it bears noting that in 1970, Crosby quietly, very quietly, released a masterpiece solo recording, If Only I Could Remember My Name, that took the laid-back Laurel Canyon vibe and harmonies and made an album so brilliantly gentle and relaxed that it almost borders on ambience.
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