The 1969 song David Crosby wanted no one else to play: “Nobody else but me”
His own personal statement.
His own personal statement.
Having the perfect ebb and flow.
When the communication fully breaks down.
Friendships that will never be broken.
Getting every note into place.
Never able to kiss and make up.
The absolute peak of musical excellence.
The musical kiss of death.
Getting the wrong kind of sound.
Needing a bit more polish.
The wrong kind of harmony.