Peter Gallway's production blunders are the main reason this release fails to capture the directness and simplicity of the early singer songwriter movement in NYC although performers bare some of the blame. The normally reliable Patti Larkin sounds bored not world weary on 'Everbody's Talking'. Lucy Kaplanski has kept Dar Williams from going over the top in the past but here she just joins in on bland harmony that spoils the heart of Paxton's song. The best ones are simply O.K. such as My Back Pages and stick to the original. Some like 'Come Together' get absolutely swallowed in the production. This disk is a good reminder of what is lost when high tech producers bring a sappy romantic approach and simply loose the songs. A very poor release that says more about the vapid state of singer songwriter today than anything about its beginnings in Greenwich Village. Truly poor.