
About the song
WHEN POCO SANG “CALL IT LOVE”… IT FELT LIKE A SECOND CHANCE SET TO MUSIC.
By 1989, the landscape of music had changed. The raw experimentation of the late ’60s had given way to polished production, glossy visuals, and a new generation of sounds. But some bands—quietly, persistently—carried something timeless through the decades. Poco was one of them.
And with “Call It Love,” they didn’t just return.
They reminded the world who they had always been.
Performed during Countdown in 1989, the song carried a sense of renewal—like a band reconnecting with its own heartbeat. For those who had followed Poco since their early days, it wasn’t just another release. It was a moment. A recognition that even after years of change, something essential had never been lost.
From the very first chords, there’s a warmth to “Call It Love” that feels instantly familiar. It doesn’t try to reinvent the wheel. Instead, it leans into what Poco always did best—blending country soul with rock sensibility, creating a sound that feels both grounded and uplifting at the same time.
And then the vocals arrive.
Clear.
Honest.
Uncomplicated.
There’s no pretense in the delivery—just a direct emotional connection that invites the listener in. The lyrics don’t overreach or hide behind metaphor. They speak plainly about something we all recognize: that fragile, powerful moment when you realize what you’re feeling… might just be love.
Not dramatic love.
Not cinematic love.
But real love.
The kind that grows quietly.
The kind that asks nothing but presence.
And perhaps that’s what made the song resonate so deeply in 1989.
Because while the world around it was moving faster, becoming louder and more complex, “Call It Love” offered something different—something simple, sincere, and deeply human. It felt like a pause. A breath. A reminder that not everything meaningful needs to be complicated.
For Poco, this moment was more than just a hit—it was a revival. After years of lineup changes and shifting musical trends, the band found itself back in the spotlight. But unlike many comebacks, this one didn’t feel forced. It felt earned.
Because they hadn’t changed who they were.
They had simply waited for the right moment to be heard again.
There’s something incredibly moving about artists who stay true to their sound, even when the world around them evolves. It takes a certain kind of confidence—a belief that authenticity will eventually find its place. And with “Call It Love,” Poco proved that belief right.
The performance on Countdown captures that energy perfectly. You can see it in the way they play—not as musicians trying to prove something, but as artists who already know who they are. There’s a quiet joy in it. A sense of gratitude. As if they understand just how rare it is to have a second chance.
And the audience feels it.
Because songs like this don’t just exist in the moment—they connect past and present. Longtime fans hear echoes of the band’s early days, while new listeners discover something that feels refreshingly genuine. It becomes a shared experience, bridging generations through a single melody.
Listening to “Call It Love” today, there’s a certain nostalgia that naturally follows. Not just for the late ’80s, but for a time when music often carried a different kind of honesty. When songs didn’t need to overwhelm to be powerful. When a simple message, delivered with sincerity, was enough to leave a lasting impression.
And that impression remains.
Because at its core, “Call It Love” isn’t just about romance.
It’s about recognition.
The quiet realization that something real is unfolding.
The courage to name it.
To accept it.
To let it be.
In a world that often complicates emotions, that kind of clarity is rare.
And maybe that’s why the song still feels so relevant.
Because no matter how much time passes, the feeling it captures doesn’t change.
We still search for it.
We still hope for it.
We still recognize it when it arrives.
So when Poco stood on that stage in 1989 and sang “Call It Love,” they weren’t just performing a song.
They were offering a reminder.
That sometimes, the most powerful things in life don’t need to be explained.
They just need to be felt.
And long after the final note fades, that feeling stays—quiet, steady, and unmistakably real.
Because when something is true…
You don’t have to question it.
You just call it love.