It's a classic case of the ignored "contractual obligation" album. By late 1971 (fifty years ago this month), the Mamas & the Papas had all but fizzled out. The overnight, rollercoaster trajectory from Greenwich folkies to Hollywood excess was fast and turbulent . . .
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