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Before Pink Floyd dedicated their famous album to their crazy diamond, Poco had already done something similar for another great, crazy rock figure: Gram Parsons.
Parsons was one of the founding fathers of Country rock. His brief tenure in the Byrds and the Flying Burrito Brothers was fundamental for the definition of the genre (which he himself would later refine with his solo albums).
But Parsons also embodied, like few others, the figure of the cursed artist burning their life and talent with excesses of all kinds. His talent was recognized by people like U2, Elvis Costello, and Norah Jones (not to mention the Stones).
It was September 19, 1973, when an overdose cut his life short, ending a troubled existence. The "Cosmic Cowboy" was 27, and just a few days earlier "Crazy Eyes," the album the five Poco members had dedicated to him, was released.
"Crazy Eyes" is a good record. Essentially placed in the traditional realm of Country Rock, it manages to be convincing. And it offers us some unexpected gems.
So, along with canonical tracks like Let's Dance Tonight, Blue Water, and Fools Gold (the latter written by Cotton but enlivened by Rusty Young's steel guitar and banjo) and ballads like Here We Go Again and Magnolia (a cover of the J.J. Cale song), there are also pieces that elevate the quality of the album.
Like Crazy Eyes, a long suite that unfolds between country atmospheres, heavy orchestrations with a vague psychedelic flavor, and percussive interludes that float here and there.
In short, an unusually complex writing for a Country Rock album (almost Progressive) that highlights Furay's compositional talents in a clear state of grace.
The track, sung by Furay himself, weaves the legend of Red Crow (a Navajo Indian who went mad over the loss of his family and killed himself, turning into an eagle) with a delicate reflection on his friend, thus becoming a moving posthumous tribute.
The other gem of the album is the cover of Brass Buttons, a track from Parsons' second solo album, "Grievous Angel," released posthumously in 1974. The reinterpretation is truly noteworthy. The simple compositional framework is enriched with new nuances, making the new version more colorful than the original.
Unfortunately, like the previous ones, this record will not be a commercial success, and this may be one of the reasons why Furay will leave the group. With his departure, Poco will stabilize as a quartet and decisively turn towards a more melodic and successful country rock.
Tracklist and Lyrics
03 Here We Go Again (03:29)
(Timothy B. Schmit)
When I last saw you I couldn't find a reason why
I felt kind o' blue watching you
Hello my sweet friend I've come to sing a lullaby
Can I make amends or should I try
Ooo - Mama can't you see it's not the same
Lookin' back behind A-can't start anew
But then here we go again
Searching back to you I've finally come to realize
When we were as two - tellin' lies
Livin' so afraid we never read between the lines
It's different from today - the sun, it shines
When I first saw you I knew I couldn't change my mind
Twisted point of view - another kind
But love is what we choose and not for us to reason why
Sometimes love we lose and never try
Ooh - Could it really be it's not the same
Lookin' back behind is such a silly game
But here we go again
05 A Right Along (04:43)
(Paul Cotton)
All you cowboys and your ladies
Take your boots off, they'll drive you crazy
When you come to town take a look around
Yes, you're off of your horse, you can set your soghts on a
Stronger course
And I mean you
And everybody too
Can you come on through
Come on through
Politicians, and your writers
Trading people's dreams
You've got moon blindness
While you're reaching up for the winner's cub
Keep your feet on the ground and your ears on what is
Coming down
And I mean you
And everybody too
Can you come on through
Come on through
All you singers and your lovely songs
Try so very hard to make them all belong
Some get taken others foresaken
We keep a'movin' a right along
And how about you
And everybody too
Can you come on through
Come on through
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