Cat Stevens: Tea For The Tillerman (1970)

It's been a life-long rollercoaster: How am I supposed to feel about Cat Stevens?  Is he up, or is he down?

As a kid, Stevens was the perennial campfire song fixture; at overnight camp in the midwest, back in the seventies, we'd invariably end up with one of the counselors pulling out an acoustic guitar for a mandatory "Moonshadow" sing-along.  Indeed, pretty much anyone with an acoustic guitar was required to know a few Cat Stevens songs.  In my family, that was my cousin Jeff,...