The Eight Smoothest Songs of the Seventies
5. "Sentimental Lady" - Bob Welch
Ultimate 70's lyric: "We live in a time when paintings have no color, words don't rhyme."
Finally, a tune celebrating love that is, not love that was or could be again for a night. Bob Welch demonstrates how much he values his current bliss within the always-tenuous state of love with "You are here today, but easily you might just go away." Maybe if more of these balladeers spent more time appreciating their loves when they were together, they wouldn't have to so desperately plead for reconciliation.
4. "Hello, It's Me" - Todd Rundgren.
Ultimate 70's lyric: "I come around to see you once in a while, or if I ever needed a reason to smile."
A light, breezy song that utilizes many of the standard tropes of the era: background horns, electric piano, lament of love lost and nudging the door ajar for a potential reunion. This song also features what may be the only studio-recorded flub around the three-minute mark (unless the entire Kevin Federline album can be classified as a studio-recorded flub). Rundgren benevolently takes fault for taking his former love for granted and declares "it's important to me, that you know you are free." However, just when it seems that Rundgren has no ulterior motives, he very casually slips in "and spend the night if you think I should." These '70s crooners truly know no shame.
3. "We're All Alone" - Rita Coolidge.
Ultimate 70's lyric: "On the shore a dream will take us out to sea"
Whereas many songs of this genre seem to be written specifically to one person, "We're All Alone" deals strictly in generalities and vagaries. Phrases like "it will be all right" and "let it all begin" aren't exactly calls to action, but it's Coolidge's powerful voice that makes "We're All Alone" a great listen. That being said, Coolidge was an attractive lady, but probably not so much so to justify the line "close your eyes and dream, and you can be with me." This classic tune has had several released versions, including one by Boz Scaggs that is to unintentional comedy what Louis C.K. is to intentional comedy.