Category: Byrds

Fans and critics aren’t crazy about this one for a reason: underinspired and overproduced, it’s the first Byrds record not worth pursuing.

It ain’t as good as Cher’s version, babe.

The Byrds apply their patented Dylan gilding to a Goffin/King song that goes down easy.

[Kronomyth 9.0] Borne to be mild.

[Kronomyth 8.0] Like a clock during a thunderstorm.

With the blessed benediction of the Bard himself, The Byrds set out to change the shape of American rock music.

The trippy title track from the band’s third album puts the D in LSD.

Episode seven, in which Gram Parsons temporarily takes over the Byrds and singlehandedly invents country-rock. Think Bob Dylan’s electric revelation, but in reverse.

[Kronomyth 6.0] The Fall of the House of Usher.

[Kronomyth 5.0] Four Byrds A-Calling.

[Kronomyth 4.0] The Third Dimension.

The band’s first album without a full-time Gene Clark crosses into some spacey territory with occasionally stunning results.