Blow it out your ass, George! Take the Hare Krishna crap with you as well! "My Sweet Lord", what is this an airport lobby singalong? "Something"....eeeecchhh! Sentimental hogwash for the Tony Bennett set. Let's see how self-indulgent we can get and put out this three album set of whiny, introspective drivel so that the soon to be post-hippies that are soon going to become IBM employees can sit around cross legged on the floor and talk about spiritualism or something while smoking hashish. What a bunch of total crapola! The third "jam out" record sounds like a bunch of stoned out garage racket and grates on the nerves. GONG! GONG! GONG! (one for each disc).
