You know those villainous sensitive guys that are all warm and fuzzy until the moment comes that he yells and smacks a woman around? Well, I got the same feeling from listening to Tea for the Tillerman. This album of chamber pop - Cat singing, acoustic guitar strumming, occasional piano, and accompaniment by some strings - sounds so soft, sweet, and kind. He wants a "Hard Headed Woman" one second and then belittles his ex as a child and how she can't survive without him. And then "knows" that he is the only one that can comfort "Sad Lisa" and that one day he'll be able to free Lisa from her sorrows. At worst, he's sexist; as best, he's a douche.
The songs in the second half tend to express his spiritual concerns and the yearning for some greater purpose. Cat puts himself as the person searching and as the wise man providing advice to youth. Maybe it is the odd juxtaposition of Cat taking on the role of someone who is knowledgeable in one instance and than proving his lack of emotional and psychological development in another instance that frustrated me and yet may be the exact reason why others may love Tea for the Tillerman.
It is hard to convince me that Eddie Vedder didn't learn how to sing by listening to Cat Stephens (especially the "hey-ay-ays" in "Where Do the Children Play?").
Songs I Knew I Liked: None
Songs I Now Like: "Where Do the Children Play?" and "On the Road to Find Out"
Songs I Can Go the Rest of My Life Never Hearing Again: "Sad Lisa" and "Longer Boats"