The liner notes struck a chord with me:
"For all McClain's intuition, there was another dynamism sheparding the Isley/Bacharach project forward: Music itself! And the times. In an age where ill manners are the norm, getting away with it is the goal and where the slacker has his own film genre, it comes as no surprise that the skilled musician is an endangered species. In the fabled words of Aretha Franklin, "Let's call this song exactly what it is": music today is an art form on life support. Generally speaking, it suffers from a scarcity of originality, sense of adventure and the impassioned craftsmanship that made hearts sing.
Systematically strangled by the demands of big time radio, corporate takeovers and music videos that rob listeners of the opportunity to imagine, the music, once free, inspired expression, is often now defined by contrived, phlegmatic vocal performances, funk-from-concentrate grooves and super-sized big pop ballads that take their cue from fast food, substance long lost on proportion and quantity.
However, basic etiquette is making a comeback, there is still honesty and patience in the world, and on their own Isley & Bacharach are the architects of an art that will never die."
I second that emotion.

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