byrdsongs, lxxxi

As a middle-aged adult, it’s probably asking too much for Byrdsongs to have the same effect on me now as they did when I was eight years old and everything was new and fresh and out there to be discovered. That’s the magic of childhood, the magic one can't really appreciate until after the fact. But it’s a testament to the power of the Byrds’ best music that, though on a more limited scale, it still has the power to inspire my imagination and to stimulate creative impulses all these years later, especially after having listened to some of these songs hundreds of times. Even slogging through the bland mid- and late-70s post-Byrds stuff has been a fascinating ride, trying to make sense of how and why things evolved the way they did. It seems appropriate to end this series with Roger McGuinn’s mid-90s Folk Den Project, in which he returned to his traditional folk roots…

So where does PLU go from here? I’m not quite sure yet. I have some great ideas but I want to take some time to catch my breath and re-stock the mental shelves.  Check in once in awhile.  I’ll be back at it before long. Cheers!