But I don't think I've ever contrasted an artist against himself (On Tracks Of My Tears, I counted the Smokey Robinson & The Miracles performance as a separate entity from Smokey Robinson singing solo).
As you could have guessed from my post about break-ups, I'm a Cat Stevens fan. I am now, and I was back then.
It's interesting to me that for so long, his religious conversion overshadowed his music. I guess it was to be expected given the political climate, and the fact that he walked away from his former success for so long. But somewhere along the way, he decided to come back to music and performing.
It's a very good thing.
And while age has slowed the songs down a bit, it's done nothing to make them any less heartfelt.
It's also interesting to note that while he's gotten visibly older over the years, I haven't changed at all. At least that's what I like to tell myself (Note to self: get rid of all the mirrors).
So, please to enjoy The Wind as sung by Cat Stevens then. And Yusuf Islam now.
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Yusaf's still got it. And I'm still being followed by a moon shadow.
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