… to Mr. Neil Young.
Simply put, I’ve been listening to him longer than any other musician; there’s photographic proof of this somewhere in my apartment, though my parents retain the original print. Picture an infant sitting on the floor wearing those huge ’70s earphones and a goofy grin, and you’ve got the general idea.
As a result, Young Neil’s music is very much like air, food, water for me — always there, and essential for survival.
It’s been a few weeks since the Everett show, and it was outstanding. His cover of ‘A Day In The Life’ was hugely surprising and frankly, mindblowing, though hearing ‘The Needle and the Damage Done’ was really the heart the show for this girl on that particular day. The fact that he’s taken Everest out as openers this tour only reinforces his timeless cool.
Am spinning On the Beach now in honor of the day. It’s as corny as hell, but I’ll say it anyway: long may you run, sir.