Musicians
- Jim Capaldi - lead vocals
and the Muscle Shoals Rhythm Section (except on "Summer is Fading"):
- Pete Carr - lead guitars
- Jimmy Johnson - guitar
- Barry Beckett - piano (except on "Whale Meat Again"), steel drum on "It's All Right"
- David Hood - bass (except on "Yellow Sun")
- Roger Hawkins - drums
- Muscle Shoals Horns - horns
with:
- Rabbit Bundrick - piano and organ on "Whale Meat Again"
- Chris Stainton - organ on "Yellow Sun"
- Jean Roussel - bass on "Yellow Sun", clavinet on "Low Rider"
- Chris Stewart - fuzz bass on "My Brother"
- Remi Kabaka - percussion on "Low Rider"
- Steve Winwood - organ on "It's All Right" and "Summer is Fading", bass on "Summer is Fading"
- Bubs White - guitars on "Summer is Fading"
- Gaspar Lawal - drums on "Summer is Fading"
- Derek Quinn - cabassa on "Summer is Fading"
- Rebop Kwaku Baah - conga on "Summer is Fading"
- Potato Smith - backing vocals on "It's All Right" and "Yellow Sun"
- Laurence Peabody - backing vocals on "It's All Right" and "Yellow Sun"
- Harry Robinson - string arrangements on "Yellow Sun" and "Low Rider"
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