So, Christopher Cross is this pudgy fellow, doing drugs, and driving an old van to gigs across Texas - not an unusual story in the ‘70s. He’s accumulated a passel of original songs over the years. A WB A&R schlub thinks a handful of his tunes could be hits if produced the right way. He signs Cross, gets him into a state-of-the-art digital studio with the support of the full complement of yacht rock studio cats, including back up vocals from Michael McDonald and Valerie Carter, and guest contributions from Nicolette Larson, Don Henley, and JD Souther.
Stacked with the LA scene talent, the eponymous debut album is very FM friendly. Singles cross over into several genres. Critics aren’t unkind, but don’t give it a second listen. Industry insiders are gaga. It represents their hit making ability. To assure their ascendancy, they unleash the full weight of behind the scenes machinery. Block voting at the Grammys yielded album of the year, best new artist of the year, song of the year (Sailing), and record of the year. There was a lot of head scratching. Arguably, there were outputs by other artists that deserved recognition in 1979.
Cross had another song chart in the early’80s, one that he made for the movie, Aurthur. He’s continued to produce songs and albums over the years, largely in obscurity. The singles from his debut album still get airplay, while his later outputs do not.
Hope you’re happy and mostly healthy these days, Chris.