Herein lies the restless spirit of a young man searching ; chasen by loneliness and chasing love. The fey baroque chamber folk of his first two offerings are replaced on this, Tim Buckley's third album, by a sound more substantially soulful. Folkjazzrock, maybe, and out of the sixties, but this is a timeless and genreless classic collection. Tim's voice and 12-string acoustic guitar are joined by a small band of musicians (electric guitar, vibraphone, bass, and on one track, congas) who gell to make an exciting and original whole.
The first two songs are rhythmically skimming and skipping ; teasing us with joy. In the third there are darker concerns of loneliness and longing, while "Dream Letter" is an affecting missive from absent father to infant son.
The musical and vocal tour de force, "Gypsy Woman", follows. Urgency and depth are provided by the addition of Carter Collins' congas and by David Friedman switching to the more funky bass marimba. Lee Underwood's electric guitar is allowed to stretch out and there's even a quasi-Eastern episode with de-tuned acoustic. On this twelve minute work-out Buckley is dealing with erotic desires, his naughty boy voice whoops and hollers. The men don't know, but the little girls understand.
The final thump and chord of this dies and we are left with his sweetest tune here, "Sing A Song For You". More delicate, honest exposure and a fine end to this, perhaps Tim Buckley's best album.