Buffalo Springfield were like a comet: briefly sighted, never forgotten. 1968’s Last Time Around is their last official studio album before Stills, Young, Furay, and Messina went on to other projects and greater glory.
I’ve always loved this cover because it perfectly captures Neil Young’s restless spirit. He’s always looking for the next challenge, which is what makes him a difficult band mate and a great solo artist.
I couldn’t find any artwork credits but suffice it to say that it’s swell:
Thanks to Sgt. Pepper and We’re Only In It For The Money, everyone in those days was into photo montages. This one was on the back cover:
Here’s the whole damn album:
Currently reading “Hotel California” by Barney Hoskyns. It delves into the country-rock phenomenon that came onto the music scene in the late 60s and early 70s. I’m not sure Hoskyns has all of his chronology right, but he tells a pretty good story of the ups and downs of various artists, their cross-pollination of ideas, music, lyrics, and styles with multiple aardvarking (as Joe Bob Briggs would say). He definitely takes sides and plays favorites, but there’s also a lot of straight history, and Buffalo Springfield is a featured group. gratuitous says, “Check it out.”