What to do when your lean, mean rocking machine (in this case, the Black Crowes) becomes a bloated behemoth?
Put it to one side and hit the road to kick out the Grateful-Dead-like jams with like-minded musicians. And, every once in a while, the results can be more enjoyable than the main event (see Stephen Stills' Manassas). And this may be true of CRB. Not one for those opposed to a 12-minute-long, loose-limbed and, yes, cosmic opening track, though.