Album: A Nod’s As Good As a Wink… to a Blind Horse
Year: 1971
I’ve been trying to figure out for decades why I don’t unreservedly love the Faces. I mean, there isn’t anything in their sound or style that isn’t completely up my alley.
And their influence on things that I do love unreservedly — like The Replacements — is well-documented.
So it must be as simple as the fact that Rod Stewart kept all of his best songs for his solo albums, and — with a couple of exceptions — Ronnie Lane was never his equal as a songwriter.