A documentary about the singer-songwriter scene in the late 60s / early 70s after it migrated from Greenwich Village to LA. If you don’t like James Taylor, Carol King, Jackson Brown, and their kin, don’t bother. I have some of their stuff on my ipod and listen now and again. A fair amount of navel gazing, but it was also a break from the flamboyance and glitter that was invading the rock scene at the time. The film is a nice time capsule of a period I lived through and watched from afar. Would have loved to have lived in Laurel Canyon then.