Posts tagged: Neil Young
Which, of course, is no meaningful measure of his music.
This is from the spring of 1972.
“I've been a miner.”
If Neil Young had written songs about Jane Austen characters, here are some of the lyrics that might have emerged.
Down by the river
I shot Lady Catherine de Bourgh
Mr. Darcy, look at my life
I'm a lot like you were
I wanna live
with a Marianne Dashwood
Once I thought I saw Emma Woodhouse
In a crowded hazy bar
OK, your turn. I tried to find a way to use “Mr. Collins” but fell short.
I mentioned Neil Young in my column today and sort of expected to hear from someone objecting to my including him in a short list of “semi-famous” people.
I admit, he's pretty famous. Deservedly so. But my assumption is that he is far from being universally recognizable.
I still might hear a complaint or two. It's early.
In the meantime, here's a note from Slice reader Sandy Tarbox.
“I sold soap to Neil Young at a trade show in Reno years ago,” she wrote. “He was stranded at the airport due to snow. Almost no one recognized him and he cruised the show in relative anonymity.”
On an unrelated matter, Sandy added this.
“As you are the de facto leader of the Marmot Lodge I will shortly be sending you a photo of what's left of my delphinium. Evil furry bastards!”
I told her I would be issuing a sharply worded warning to the rodent community.
For those who don't have a twitchy attention span, here's Neil Young and “Harvest Moon.”
British Columbia resident Fred Tenisci recalled being down in Spokane for a 1999 Neil Young concert here.
Before the show, Tenisci happened to encounter the singer walking along the Spokane River downtown.
“He was obviously avoiding pesty crowds so we couldn't chat.”
Maybe it's true about Canadians being polite.