The four faces of the Mt. Rushmore of American music peer out from the cover of this record like old friends. It's that camaraderie that comes through in the tunes. It feels like a glimpse into a private weekend gathering at one of their houses, or at least how an outsider might imagine it. Jimmy Webb may have written the words of Highwayman, but they never sounded so believable as they do from these four iconic voices. I have a few issues with the 80's production values, but I can overlook that to enjoy this classic album.
Figured I'd use this blog to catalogue my record collection. I'll be providing some technical information on the albums as well as my thoughts. My collection is non-genre specific. I keep the bulk of them alphabetized by Artist. However, I also maintain a section I refer to as the esoteric field, which contains unusual records, and artists I wouldn't remember the name of if they weren't in this category. The Classical and Compilation albums are also in separate sections.
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