After we watched Jakob Dylan's documentary "Echo in the Canyon" last night, I haven't stopped revisiting hits from the Laurel Canyon scene of the late 60's. For music fans and players, LA would have been a terrific place to be back then.
Just arrived. Her Atlantic singles in glorious mono. This is so dammed great, I’m into playing it through a second time. It was featured recently in The New Yorker, and as my wife grumbles, “Of course you had to buy it”.