Because he was so inescapably, flagrantly human, I always wanted to like his solo work more than I did. Even got so I didn’t spin my one keeper, Playin’ Up a Storm, for years and years and more. Though to this day I point out Allman and Woman as a perfect anti-classic. I adored Low Country Blues probably more than reasonable because it came out of nowhere after what seemed sure to be terminal silence, because of the superb selection of players and because the sequences of covers made it feel like a ’60s-’70s rootsy release.
Can’t listen to him without thinking of MT parties in my youth. On alla time.