BILLED as a long awaited collaboration, this chronicle of the pair’s 2006 tour of Spain is described by Jackson Browne as “a CD of some recorded moments, or perhaps a bridge, or a small door”. Hmm.

Browne has long been revered as one of America’s A-list performers and there will be much cred to be gained by having this lavish double album on your coffee table. But like books displayed to impress, it’s best admired from afar.

Because although Love is Strange is slick, polished and produced with consummate ease, it plods along very much at one pace; with none of the bile and angst of Browne’s 80s material.

And it’s an overly chummy love-in as he introduces a succession of obscure “very good friends” who then proceed to lumber with him and Lindley through yet another carbon copy of the rest of the “moments”.

In fairness the album picks up when Browne closes with three classics; but even they are a shadow of their former-selves. And by then it’s far too late.