Crosby, Stills & Nash :: Revisiting Guinnevere

It's no secret I have an interest in the late sixties, early seventies Laurel Canyon/L.A. music scene; even today, living in Los Angeles, you occasionally catch a glimpse of its past, be it an aging bungalow, a street, or the hills themselves.

Being long before my time, in an effort to get closer to the tunes themselves, I have consumed a number of books, biographies and random accounts of the era, as the contrasting shades of light and dark in the music, an obvious reflection of the times, fascinate me.

An example of this contrast can be . . .

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