One of two albums made in 1967, includes the minor hit similar in concept to ' is another wrist-slashing in the set. An air of melancholy surrounds the album because of its overabundance of weepers, for one thing, but also because of 's talent for expressing a range of bleak emotions with his voice. The obligatory covers of recent and classic hits would seem to balance the sad songs -- it's a treat to hear tackle 's but his version of is oddly mournful. Listeners who claim to hear the in music will hear plenty of it on with its love-gone-wrong songs and working-man laments. Warning: 's performances put across the gloomy songs so effectively that the album's aura of defeat is contagious. ~ Greg Adams