Perhaps the most under appreciated singer in rock history.

Great pick, Heather.

Saw Robin back in the 70s. He was backing up Poco of all bands. We decided to hang around and see Poco anyways. They were also great with Rusty Young and Timothy B Scmidt in the band still. Bridge of Sighs still one of my favs.

Robin Trower and his ilk (e.g., BAD COMPANY, FOGHAT, ZZ TOP, URIAH HEEP, LED ZEPPELIN, AEROSMITH et al.) dominated FM rock radio and the music press in the 70s and I HATED them! (I even saw Robin Trower once with Todd Rundgren and Cheap Trick opening...Trick were the reason I went, although I also had a liking for Rundgren...who was flat and tepid in performance...and I fell asleep during Trower's performance! The venue's medical team checked me to see if I were suffering a drug od, but I told them no, it was Trower who was the soporific.) It was music such as this that required punk music to come along and sandblast away the accumulated layers of bloozy boogie stadium rock sludge that was suffocating the rock music scene at that time.

Some of these bands above (and others unmentioned) produced some good music from time to time, actually...notably Led Zeppelin...but the sheer weight of their musical similarities, the incessant "heaviness" of white guys playing da blooz, along with their sheer omnipresence...all these bearded dudes in satin duds...was o-p-p-r-e-s-s-i-v-e! (The slack-jawed stoners who largely comprised these bands' fans were also hard to take.) It has only been years later, when the ubiquity of this music and these musicians from the cultural landscape has ended that I can actually bear to listen to some of that music and appreciate the good stuff that was there. (Led Zeppelin particularly sound much better today than then.) It's like salt or garlic or some other condiment or spice in food: a little may be tasty, but too much is sickening!

Trower is one guy I've never gained any appreciation for. His (or his singer's?) "soulful" emoting is typically overwrought, and Trower's guitaring is simply a Hendrix pastiche. There's nothing original there. I'm sorry to be hating amidst all the love, but this track may be the epitome of awful 70s bluesrock. It contains within it and manages to convey the whole of what 70s fm rock sounded like virtually all the time. (Shudder!)

Trower is an innovative guitar player, his Bridge of Sighs album is still better than 90% of what's been recorded since by anyone.