UK, 1971, Canterbury scene / progressive rock
Canterbury scene artists just don’t do catchy love songs well. I think it’s because a lot of the blokes are, at least in part, brains in jars. They’re very good at tongue-in-cheek love songs like “Golf Girl”, but that’s because they approach love as a kind of curious puzzle. At least that’s my impression. This album is the farthest thing from hot blood, so Caravan is at its best when they stick to mellow, quirky optimism.