i have a real love-hate relationship with david crosby.
the love: he had a phenomenal knack for vocal harmonies. some of the greatest vocal harmonies put to tape were under his direction. some of them are even on this album!
the hate: my god, his pompous ass writes some of the most droning, boring shit i've ever heard. it's not bad, i guess. it's not unlistenable. it's just so goddamn boring. this is no exception.
really what you're getting a lot of is CSNY lite. a lot of the characteristics of great music with not a lot of the payoff. unfortunately, david needs a bit of help and guidance to make interesting music. for a guy who loaded his entire body with drugs for 25 straight years, you would think his music would be a little more interesting.