Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young

Thirty years ago, four L.A. guys spun out of three illustrious Sixties bands -- the Byrds,
Buffalo Springfield and the Hollies -- and, with a name that sounded like a law firm,
achieved sonic immortality. On 1970's DTja Vu, Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young restructured
folk music to behave with the idiosyncratic freedom of the most stylish rock of the day,
arranged with buckskin chorales that could move the heart like a George Jones... More >

Right, you knew already. But though I pray I hear solo Y render the title song hopeful instead of smug, I know that in my head I'll still hear N harmonizing insipidly behind. And when S explains how when he was young old people were wrong and now that he's old young people are wrong and then disses "overfed talking heads" without ever once acknowledging overfed singing exhead C to his immediate left, I imagine some computer nerd with more brains than sense joining the arms race just to get even. Still a menace--and still conceited about it. (Grade: C)