The two hundred and fourteenth album: The Allman Brothers Band - At Fillmore East
Another live album, and it looks like jazz isn't going away. Over an hour of rock jams with a jazz and blues influence. It's listenable, the music isn't bad, but at times it's self indulgent - as one guitar solo in You Don't Love Me shows, with how it drags without providing much value. It doesn't offer much for its length and, again, doesn't work as something you actively listen to. I'm content having it sit in the background, but I don't think it pulls off much that grabs my attention.