My boyfriend picked up Tracy Nelson’s self-titled 1974 record for me yesterday. It’s just as good as any of her other releases, and contains the song that put her on the map, which was later recorded by Linda Ronstadt and Etta James.
The record is, on the whole, more melancholy than some of her other albums, but sometimes it’s good to have a mellow record to listen to when you’re feeling on the blue side.
Tracy’s records are criminally under valued. I have a few and I’ve never paid more than four dollars for one of them. On this one, she sings a duet with Willie Nelson (and Ronstadt on harmonies) that’s worth four bucks on its own.
If you’re looking for a mellow 70s bluesy country rock vibe, and why wouldn’t you be, you can’t go wrong with one of Tracy’s early records, including this one. They make you feel like turning the lights down low, pouring yourself a glass of wine and letting Tracy’s voice and words take you out of the real world, if only for a few minutes.
