Greetings From L.A.

Really liked this one. Cameron Winter = Tim Buckley?

Any relation to Jeff? Wait, yes?? It's his dad??? I wasn't expecting that. Add it to the [related people on the list] list!

Surprising no-one, I like the 90s Buckley a lot more than this 70s Buckley. I'm sure you had to be there, but it sounds very 70s. Interestingly the genre is listed as R&B, which at least disproves my "r&b is just pop by black people?" theory, but I also don't think this sounds anything like (modern?) r&b. More like blues rock (boooo, although I guess that is the eponymous "b") with some jaunty horns in the background (yay?). Altogether, this album made me vaguely uncomfy. Next!

Buddy is overly freaked out. You know how when an attractive guy talks about sex it's cute, but if an ugly guy does it then it feels like sexual harassment. Yea... that's how this felt. If it were Maxwell or D'angelo's voice then maybe I wouldn't be so repulsed

I dont know what to rate this album. It's a so bad it's good type of thing. I had so much fun listening I think i have to give it a 4 :p

"Get on top" is one of the funniest songs I've ever heard... I'm a catatonic youths fan, so that's meaningful!

Quality album, not my jam.

Nothing really of interest for me here. Didn’t hate anything, didn’t really like anything. I don’t mind his vocals so maybe I’ll enjoy another album of his a bit more.

This was significantly more enjoyable than the two sixties Tim Buckley albums from earlier. Vastly prefer the horndog funk variant of Buckley, even if the lyrics are cringe. I still don't totally love his voice so this is a strong three, but it's pretty close to a four.

There's a point about 1:30 remaining in the opening "Move With Me" song where the lyrics on Spotify just suddenly stop... A line beings "Well now I..." and you're left to wonder what? What, Tim? and you're mind races trying to decipher what he's about to say...

Well now I... love me
Oh, I love a black woman

Didn't expect that, it's that kind of album. The rest is overtly sexual... Tim fucks, and is mildly racist...

476/1089 - Cheating is bad. The soul-influence was cool, Buckley was a very eclectic guy.

3.57

Gotta give this one a 3 with some musically interesting elements that I enjoyed, offset by some wild lyrics.

Groovyy, but i dont really vibe with his voice and this is just kinda meh. Low 3

Okay, last time I listened to Tim Buckley on my album journey, I remembered that he specialized in psychedelic folk, and Happy Sad saw him incorporating elements of jazz. So, I was admittedly surprised that he made a full-on genre shift to funk and R&B, and I'm not sure how to feel about it.

At least instrumentally, it is a pretty good record. The personnel he assembled for Greetings from L.A. provided that necessary swagger, particularly from the tight rhythm section and Kevin Nelly's bouncing piano work. I especially liked some of the additional embellishments, like the saxophone playing on "Move With Me", and Joe Falsia's opulent string arrangements on "Sweet Surrender" and "Make It Right". There is a genuinely solid foundation here for a charismatic performer to take behind the mic and lay down a delicious vocal performance. If only that were the case here....

Okay, to be fair, Tim tried to meet the moment with enough shouting and hollering in clear emulation of other funk vocalists at the time, and is certainly an attempt, even if it gets rather ear-grating when he occasionally reached his falsetto or devolve into straight up gibberish. But, even a middling vocal performance could be forgiven if the lyrics were good, right?

Yeah, this is the point where I reach the main problem with this album. Now, I'm not against the idea of someone wanting to explore more sexually explicit subject matter, that can work. What would be needed for a more sexually explicit song to work is if it can be approached from a sense of emotional maturity or genuine introspection into exploring the feelings that can be brought up from such passion, and I did not get much of that from Tim's words. If anything, he approached sex with the mindset of a teenage boy who came across their first Playboy magazine. All this talk of getting himself spanked, "talking in tongues", and other such innuendos carried little weight or substance throughout this record. Probably the most revealing of these is "Sweet Surrender", where the best explanation Tim could muster for cheating on someone is that he "had to be a hunter again" and "make love feel new again", which is a lame excuse. Then you remember that Tim abandoned Mary Guibert when she was pregnant with their child, Jeff, and it all feels terrible.

Adding salt to the wound are the multiple derogatory remarks Tim used throughout this record. I did not need to hear about him wanting to "kill me a gook before dawn" on "Nighthawkin'", or about how there's a "big old girl doin' the monkey rub" on "Devil Eyes". I did not need to look these terms up and be disgusted at what I found. The only song that I didn't cringe at was "Hong Kong Bar", where there is a sense of longing for a past lover, though even that was admittedly hampered by the notion that he was gonna find another mama to help him "rest at night".

Man, it sucks to say that for as instrumentally good as Greetings from L.A. is, the frontman behind the vocals went and soured the whole mood. It also sucks to say for Tim, as only a few years later he would die from accidental overdose. But I do not find myself coming back to this record.

Not sure how this is the same guy who made an album I rated one star and compared to Ren Faire music!
This album was very enjoyable- has a roadhouse blues feel to much of it.
What a pleasant surprise!

This is my second Tim Buckley album, and based on my first experience with him, it's fair to say my expectations were LOW. So I have to report that I am pleasantly surprised by this album. It's kinda catchy, even if there are some really weird, out-of-place vocalizations throughout the album. But it's only, like, 39 minutes long, so hat tip to Mr. Buckley for that.

Overall, especially with how sick I am of 60s/70s rock albums, this was a fairly enjoyable listen.

40 minutes of groovy, blues-esque, unseasoned rockstuff. I still feel like I have a zest for life and that disqualifies me from meeting some form of minimum age threshhold to like this album

My subjective brain is taking over to tell me to banish this to 1-star hell and I have lost the willpower within myself to fight against it

I liked the part where he sang about licking between her toes but that's also just a joke because actually I didn't like that part

Credit where credit's due for being an early pioneer in the sphere of foot fetish music

Tedium Buckley

I'm very glad that he has two more albums on this list that I haven't heard yet and both of them are rated lower than this one but that's also just a joke because actually I am fairly unhappy about that (but I'm sure that each of them are more important than Discovery by Daft Punk since they're on this list)

I wish to leave

Nada, no lo voy a puntuar mal, pero no me ha interesado nada. Le puse interés, más bien por ser el padre de Jeff que por mérito propio, aunque al final no me ha interesado. Intentaré oír otros trabajos suyos.

tem uns instrumental bem massa
no mais não fede nem cheira. é só mais um branquelo tentando fazer funk.

This is a pretty cool, though very sexual boogie groove early 70s album. I wouldn't say there is anything really ground breaking or a lot that I personally take away from this, other than Tim is horny, but its as good as some of the other brit pop trash that's in this list so w/e.

Funky but zany. He also went completely insane during Devil Eyes