MASTERED FROM THE ORIGINAL MASTER TAPES: HYBRID SACD CONVEYS THE ALTERED-CONSCIOUSNESS AURA, AND NATURAL LUSHNESS OF THE ACOUSTIC-BASED MUSIC No album personifies the relaxed, loose, albeit troubled early 1970s California aura like If I Could Only Remember My Name. Hallucinogenic, trippy, and akin to a foggy dream you want to last for hours on end, David Crosby's blissed-out solo debut transcends time and remains a key influence on the contemporary freak-folk scene. A thoroughly unique statement, it lingers as a beautiful convergence of spontaneity, collaboration, circumstance, and recording-studio acumen. Now, more than 50 years after its release, the longtime audiophile favorite has never sounded more ethereal, present, detailed, balanced, or lush.