They're like Dylan's pop flops, but sandwiched by greatness 1-2 years on either side, instead of Dylan's decades. Dylan's DC scales up and down over decades, while Van's AC was ripping those 5 years. How could the muse come and go like that? Well, maybe it didn't. Maybe it stayed, and he collected his easy tracks, and saved up his hard ones. I can't blame him for churning out these easy, decent songs. "Sorry bro, you can't release your perennially-bread-winning Brown Eyed Girl for everyone, you can only bleed into the vinyl for maybe no one." No. He can cash his albums which are not bad. And I can ignore them ever after.
Despite Brown Eyed Girl, Moondance was easily the better album for me. Blowin Your Mind was such basic blues. I'd see it live... no cover at a local bar... he shredding his cords, his band shredding their chords... the devil in his voice could rally any unsuspecting venue... but the record is not so fun.
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