IT'S ALL THE SAME SONG, REALLY

Hummingbird, Summer Breeze, there probably were others. 

In the case of Seals and Crofts, in my book, that's not an indictment.  They did some really nice, relaxing stuff.  It was sweet in an inoffensive, non-hooky way that could survive any effort at overplay.  If you liked it, you probably wouldn't ever develop a distaste for it without some traumatic real life experience to attach to it.

They make even me -- and I was still in the single digits when I remember first hearing this stuff -- think of jasmine scented stick incense.  I guess the few Baby Boomers who survived the Nixon impeachment still hippies had to have something to listen to, after all.

Did anybody ever hate Seals and Crofts, by the way?  I'm not sure I ever met anybody who was any more anti-S&C than to be apathetic.  Which was understandable.   The songs didn't beg you to like them, or anything, they just sort of wafted into and out of your ears, left a pleasant little aftertaste and were gone until the next time they came up in the rotation.

And I never really smoked dope.  I would imagine if I had, I'd have liked Seals and Crofts a lot ... but, then, I was in elementary school at the point they were actively releasing albums.  If I'd been smoking dope at nine (which, apparently, is fairly common now but wasn't, believe me, in the seventies), I'd probably be living on the streets now, selling my even-more-skanked-out-than-it-already-is ass for drugs, though.   Or else I'd have twenty kids.  It's just as well.

All kidding aside, Seals and Crofts were (are?) also Baha'i.  So if they're anything like the Baha'i I've known since, they were in it for the music and the pleasure they took in it far more than for the money, and they would have been one of the few 'inspirational' bands (other than King's X) I've ever listened to without gagging.  Because the combination of religion and pop music is execrable, in most circumstances.   C.f. Creed; Live; Stryper.