For the love of me, I couldn't figure out how an album that has a wiki entry that says "Like most of his (Tim Buckley) other albums, Greetings from L.A. did not sell well, although this is probably his best seller" made the list of something I should listen to before I die. Sure, it's got a 1972 Jim Morrison vibe to it but, c'mon, give me L.A. Woman and get this weak shit outta here.