Stephen Stills

What we have here, friends, is a fifth-rate album by a solid second-rate artist who so many
lower-middlebrows insist on believing is actually first-rate, even in the presence of
overwhelming evidence to the contrary, that he's apparently begun to believe it himself, as
is evidenced by his having the audacity to indulge himself through two fifth-rate albums in
succession. Now doncha get me all wrong I'm not about to deny that Stephen Stil... More >

Stills has always come on as the ultimate rich hippie--arrogant, self-pitying, sexist, shallow. Unfortunately, he's never quite fulfilled this artistic potential, but now he's approaching his true level. Flashes of brilliant ease remain--the single, "Marianne," is very nice, especially if you don't listen too hard to the lyrics--but there's also a lot of stuff on order of an all-male chorus with jazzy horns singing "It's disgusting" in perfect tuneful unison, and straight, I swear. Keep it up, SS--it'll be a pleasure to watch you fail. (Grade: C)