At first Stephen Stills didn't want David Crosby in his new supergroup. Graham Nash was puzzled by this, and wondered if Stills felt intimidated by Crosby's intellectual depth, or, who knows, even had a phobia of walrus!
Nash convened a first meeting anyway. on a very cold day in Central Park. Stills, eager as usual to show he was a real man, turned up in jeans and tee shirt, plainly freezing but determined to tough it out, and also to say as little as possible in the presence of the 'deep' Crosby.
Nash feared the worst, but by the end of their stroll was immensely relieved to see the pair slightly ahead of him lost in animated discussion, Crosby's chubby arm amicably around Still's's shoulder to keep him warm.
After Crosby had gone and Stills was enthusing about the fantastic contribution he felt the 'fat one' would make to the new band , Nash remarked, 'Well, that seemed to go well!'
'Oh yeah', said Stills. 'He ain't heavy; he's my blubber'.