On a good night (and with a good lineup), the Flying Burrito Brothers can be one of the most dynamic and entertaining bands in the business. Unfortunately, however, this particular set is not one of those. This is another of those lineups put together by Sneaky Pete in order to make a few quick bucks on the concert circuit. Greg Harris, Jim Goodall, and Skip Battin round out this version of the FBB, and they are simply awful. They play a mix of FBB and Byrds standards, and play none of them particularly well. This is probably the only FBB album worse than the dreadful "Close Encounters to the West Coast", which at least featured Gib Guilbeau. This one, however, is pure .... from start to finish.