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Neil Young — Like a Hurricane
Album: American Stars & Bars
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Released: 1977
Length: 8:11
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Once I thought I saw you in a crowded, hazy bar
Dancing on the light from star to star
Far across a moonbeam, I know that's who you are
I saw your brown eyes turning once to fire

You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer where the feeling stays
I want to love you, but I'm getting blown away

I am just a dreamer, but you are just a dream
You could have been anyone to me
Before that moment you touched my lips
That perfect feeling when time just slips
Away between us on our foggy trip

You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer where the feeling stays
I want to love you, but I'm getting blown away
Blown away

You are just a dreamer, and I am just a dream
You could have been anyone to me
Before that moment you touched my lips
That perfect feeling when time just slips
Away between us on our foggy trip

You are like a hurricane
There's calm in your eye
And I'm gettin' blown away
To somewhere safer where the feeling stays
I want to love you, but I'm getting blown away
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 ExpatLarry wrote:

I don't give a sh*t if anyone else likes it or not, I still turn it up every time. I think that's the way Neil would want it. 



More barn!
Have you ever been in love?? This song resonates for me …
For me, his best song
 leathepea wrote:

I like Neil Young and this this song, but he has always struck me as somewhat of a mud-duck on the guitar.



A mud duck. Hmmmm. OK.  

Ain't it wonderful? 
 richlister wrote:

Seriously, WTF is this s**t? Are you all deaf? Or just like it becasue it's cool to like it? It sounds like a late night karaoke session with someone's pissed uncle on guitar thinking he's Hendrix. At what point did Neil think it was a good idea to become a musician? Give it up you t**t!


Point of order...karaoke usually doesn't include instruments.  Perhaps, you meant to say 'drunken jam session'?  

See, that's the issue with rage...makes us do dumb stuff.  Now, just shhh...and enjoy.
 brianlj wrote:

I'm painting skirting boards at the moment and it's killing my knees.

Across the room, I can see where I've left my kneeling pad, but I couldn't be arsed to get up  - a trial in itself at my age - and fetch it to ease my bruised kneecaps.

However, Neil Young comes on and, like shot, I'm up and typing this - having muted the sound of course - before I get the kneeling pad.

That you, Bill. My knees thank you as well.

PSD and back to the paint pot...


I disagree entirely, but you get my upvote for a charming story and some brilliant context.  More RP dissent should be presented like this...
that ending solo is horrid. 
 Stetsonman wrote:

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Shit


Zero shit?
Poor lil fellah; have you tried a laxative?
 keenevision wrote:

This is the song I would sing to my first born young colicky baby daughter to get her to go to sleep. I love this song almost as much as I love her.



I used to sing 'The Weight' by The Band to my colicky son as we did laps around the kitchen table in the middle of the night
The drum part is literally 4 quarter notes at about 110 BPM.  If you can't keep time with that, you have no business near a drum set.

Did this guy just have the best connections for weed and coke or something?
 Proclivities wrote:


What's stopping you?


If RichLister genuinely believes Neil Young can't sing or play guitar, I suggest he spends a couple of minutes watching the video of the BBC recording of him playing 'Old Man' live back in the day.  If he likes it, he can watch Heart of Gold from the same performance, and hear Neil play guitar, and harmonica (and sing) with the feel and soul of a real musician.
This will always remind me of the many times I saw Neil play this live, but also, of a particular time when, while I was helping to set things up for another legendary all-night after-party at The Brown Hole, before everyone else arrived, TFG sat me down and made me smoke a whole giant "White Owl" of a joint with him in beanbag chairs in front of Conehead's massive speaker stacks that we had just hauled back from the GDI jam we'd thrown at the Tech-Engine Club on campus. He had us position ourselves with our faces aimed into the horns of the super-tweeters. Things transcended Time and Space. I don't think it was just the weed, beer, or the four-way window-pane we were on, either. Neil wanted us to feel exactly that way. Such fabulous music, friends, parties, and memories!
Thanks, Neil Young and RP!
I like Neil Young and this this song, but he has always struck me as somewhat of a mud-duck on the guitar.
 kingart wrote:

Every time  I hear this raw, instantly recognizable, enraptured masterpiece I think of the August '78 night my apartment buddy and I were almost busted by Boston PD.  We were trying to get into our own freaking apartment -- SO STONED WE FORGOT OUR KEYS when we left!  Six ounces of weed were on our kitchen table when two cops alerted by neighbors that someone -- US -- was trying to break into OUR apartment.  This,  some four or so hours after Rich and I had BLASTED Like a Hurricane on the stereo to prep for the party across Comm Ave. near BU Nickerson Field.  It's 1 in the a.m. and there are two big serious Boston ossifers staring at us.  At Richard.  Who very slickly blocked the view of Officer # 1, who did not get a good view of the weed on our kitchen table.  Thanks, Neil! Maybe there's still foam in that officer's eyes! 



One of my favorite things to read is the real life experiences people post on RP. Keep em coming!
 Stetsonman wrote:

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Enough about you, how do you feel about Neil, or the song? 
I'm a Canadian and, in fact, currently live about 5 kms from Omemee, ON where Neil lived as a kid for many years (and is the "town in North Ontario" he sings about) but I was not a huge Neil listener until I met my now-husband -- who listens to his complete repertoire regularly.  And so it slowly tuned me more and more into a full-fledged Neil fan -- and also introduced me to his lesser known songs.   Bill & Rebecca - do you ever play A Man Needs a Maid?  with the full Edmonton Philharmonic Orchestra?  I've decided it should be played at my funeral; not that I identify with the Maid but that I identify with the Man (woman for me but that's okay.)  Would love to hear it on RP.   :) 
great tune to remember crazy times with! Neil Young was one of many artists who spoke to me in a way that "adults" of the time weren't fathoming
This song reminds me of a big sloppy kiss from someone  you care about. 

It's  heart felt, a little over the top, and lasts too long. 

But it just  feels so good and righteous.  And you always want another, never turn one down.  

 BonzoWiltsUK wrote:

Just 8 minutes(!) of din. The only artist I know that forces me to turn RP off.



Then do so, and stop posting while you're at it
Very Good!
 kingart wrote:

Every time  I hear this raw, instantly recognizable, enraptured masterpiece I think of the August '78 night my apartment buddy and I were almost busted by Boston PD.  We were trying to get into our own freaking apartment -- SO STONED WE FORGOT OUR KEYS when we left!  Six ounces of weed were on our kitchen table when two cops alerted by neighbors that someone -- US -- was trying to break into OUR apartment.  This,  some four or so hours after Rich and I had BLASTED Like a Hurricane on the stereo to prep for the party across Comm Ave. near BU Nickerson Field.  It's 1 in the a.m. and there are two big serious Boston ossifers staring at us.  At Richard.  Who very slickly blocked the view of Officer # 1, who did not get a good view of the weed on our kitchen table.  Thanks, Neil! Maybe there's still foam in that officer's eyes! 



This sooooo coulda been me & my buddies.  Great story.
-John


Still getting blown away. 10!
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Shit
This is the song I would sing to my first born young colicky baby daughter to get her to go to sleep. I love this song almost as much as I love her.
Love the fact that this sounds like the record label got to have zero input into the production...messy, off-tune and perfect...
Guitar solo. 'Nuff said.
 Proclivities wrote:


What's stopping you?


can you write  a song? good luck
Every time  I hear this raw, instantly recognizable, enraptured masterpiece I think of the August '78 night my apartment buddy and I were almost busted by Boston PD.  We were trying to get into our own freaking apartment -- SO STONED WE FORGOT OUR KEYS when we left!  Six ounces of weed were on our kitchen table when two cops alerted by neighbors that someone -- US -- was trying to break into OUR apartment.  This,  some four or so hours after Rich and I had BLASTED Like a Hurricane on the stereo to prep for the party across Comm Ave. near BU Nickerson Field.  It's 1 in the a.m. and there are two big serious Boston ossifers staring at us.  At Richard.  Who very slickly blocked the view of Officer # 1, who did not get a good view of the weed on our kitchen table.  Thanks, Neil! Maybe there's still foam in that officer's eyes! 
My God that's good.
Among all else that's been said, he's an absolutely good, nice guy to work for, and a great father. A friend worked with/for Neil's kids.
Great music! 
I don't really 'get' Neil Young but he was playing at an open air concert I went to in London many years ago and he played this as one of three tracks - can't remember the other two, but this absolutely blew me away.
Big fan of NY, but this song's melody from time to time crosses paths with Del Shannon's Runaway.  And I can never get it out of my head. 
Just 8 minutes(!) of din. The only artist I know that forces me to turn RP off.
I don't give a sh*t if anyone else likes it or not, I still turn it up every time. I think that's the way Neil would want it. 
 Proclivities wrote:


What's stopping you?


I LOVE this response! P.S. Neil Young is one of the greatest artists of his/out time!
 BCarn wrote:
westslope wrote:

What a guitar solo.
You're joking right? It's bleeping horrible. As is NY in general.

I don't think Neil Young is horrible, but I do dislike this solo, too. It's like he's trying to remember his solo in "Southern Man" but can't quite get it right, so he overdrives it with all that sustain and feedback, while he tries to remember it. If ever there was a song that could benefit from a crisper faster solo, a la Jimmy Page in, say, "Since I've Been Loving You", it's this song.
The guitar solo mimics the lyric's uncertainty. Brilliant. 
What a great song, completely ruined by the worst drummer in the history of rock.
I saw Neil Young and Crazy Horse at the Dane County Coliseum in 1977 and they did this as the encore. Neil just ripped up the guitar solos and blew us all away. They had these huge fans blowing across the stage and I had tingles going up my spine listening to Young sqauking, choppy guitar solos.
This is one of my all time favorites. I told my son the guitar was tuned to the key of 'squeedle' and that's what made it so good.
 Proclivities wrote:
richlister wrote:
I can't sing or play the guitar, so I should be able to make a career out of music, sell millions of records and make a fortune, just like Mr. Young does.

What's stopping you?
 

The best always make it look easy...
It's Dec 4. 

This will put you in the Chridtmas spirit.

 
 Proclivities wrote:
richlister wrote:
I can't sing or play the guitar, so I should be able to make a career out of music, sell millions of records and make a fortune, just like Mr. Young does.

What's stopping you?
 
He does not know how to conceal his talent.

Just kidding - I like NY quite a bit, and this is a 9 for me.
 brianlj wrote:
I'm painting skirting boards at the moment and it's killing my knees.

Across the room, I can see where I've left my kneeling pad, but I couldn't be arsed to get up  - a trial in itself at my age - and fetch it to ease my bruised kneecaps.

However, Neil Young comes on and, like shot, I'm up and typing this - having muted the sound of course - before I get the kneeling pad.

That you, Bill. My knees thank you as well.

PSD and back to the paint pot...
 
If you paint them before you install them, then you only have to touch up nail holes and joints. 
I'm painting skirting boards at the moment and it's killing my knees.

Across the room, I can see where I've left my kneeling pad, but I couldn't be arsed to get up  - a trial in itself at my age - and fetch it to ease my bruised kneecaps.

However, Neil Young comes on and, like shot, I'm up and typing this - having muted the sound of course - before I get the kneeling pad.

That you, Bill. My knees thank you as well.

PSD and back to the paint pot...
I can never get tired of Neil Young....
This one's a barometer of how it's gonna go. Or not at all. Ladies, dude don't show up on your doorstep like the guitar in Like a Hurricane? Don't even bother with that kinda *meh.* Move on. Quickly.

 
 cyoungdelmar wrote:


probably lack of talent
 

at least Neil could write a song or two.
That last free-form picking was painful to hear though. Sounded like my attempts at playing a fretless stringed instrument, and I think I could get closer on a didley bow.
 Proclivities wrote:
richlister wrote:
I can't sing or play the guitar, so I should be able to make a career out of music, sell millions of records and make a fortune, just like Mr. Young does.

What's stopping you?
 

probably lack of talent
 PeterMcClelland wrote:
I don’t k no why exactly but I went to 8 on this
 
I did the same and I know why. 
 Proclivities wrote:
richlister wrote:
I can't sing or play the guitar, so I should be able to make a career out of music, sell millions of records and make a fortune, just like Mr. Young does.

What's stopping you?
 
Yet trump won an election in 2016 using Neil Young music.  Trying it again in 2020 despite letters going to Trump to stop.  Maybe they should play " searching for a leader".   Anyway back to the comment.  I am thinking that what is stopping him is the similar to failing at a casino.. or running a country a great one.  
'Once I thought I saw you in a crowded, hazy bar'.

That line alone is guaranteed to give me the shivers.  Back in 1987, I was on the Isle of Man for the TT races with some members of the bike club I was in at the time.  We walked into a tiny, crowded, smoky club on the outskirts of Douglas, and as we passed through the door a group of people were walking out.  One of the guys - who I'd never seen before - caught my eye as he passed and for a nanosecond we had a 'moment'. About a year later, I met the same man again at a bike rally.  We've been together ever since... 
I don’t k no why exactly but I went to 8 on this
Made this a nine one of neils little known hits
 Proclivities wrote:
richlister wrote:
I can't sing or play the guitar, so I should be able to make a career out of music, sell millions of records and make a fortune, just like Mr. Young does.

What's stopping you?
 

A complete and total misunderstanding of what music is and how it is created would be my guess.
 idiot_wind wrote:
It's a messy, over-indulgent, meandering, overly sincere, too trippy, syrupy song.  It's Neil at his best. A great freakin song.    
 
You nailed it idiot_wind.  This comment is so absolutely spot on.  As others have pointed out.  I am so happy that RP plays NY and plays him often.

I think of NY as the lumber jack of modern popular music who lets loose.  

Other bands have attempted to do long, wandering, plaintiff electric guitar solos that sound like spontaneous jams (none of them are).   And have mostly failed.  Young pulls it off.
Prediction: Neil Young will rise higher and higher in the rock pantheon once he's gone.  He's every bit the equal of anyone out there, especially for his long and varied career, but people won't get that until he dies.  And yet he's the most likely candidate for churning out a hard rock hit when he's 98.
Raw emotion.
Always interpreted this as a tribute to The Unnamed Groupie, as written by the tortured-soul rock star on tour.
You are like a hurricane;
There's calm in your eye.
I want to love you, 
But I'm getting blown away.

<edit, two minutes later>
Isn't that Wikipedia photo just perfect?
I was hoping for a Neil-Young-free day. Oh well. Maybe tomorrow.
 Proclivities wrote:
richlister wrote:
I can't sing or play the guitar, so I should be able to make a career out of music, sell millions of records and make a fortune, just like Mr. Young does.

What's stopping you?
 ROFLMAO!!

Wow, people don't like Neil's music. 

Perhaps he should listen to the naysayers and quit and find another vocation. 

He and Dylan could open up a coffee shop. 
Have to admit have always misheard the lyric as "you are like a hurricane, there's come in your eye." Which doesn't make any sense meteorologically, but in the context of the album cover it resonates. Could be the greatest design use of the red stiletto heel ever. 
woaaaaa!!!!!!!!!love ya Neil.Don't fade away brother
Sweet shyte this is painful. 8 minutes of pure bile generating torture. From a 3 to a solid 2 now. And the guitar solo is still the worst in Rock n roll...or whatever genre this whiner is in.
 Proclivities wrote:
richlister wrote:
I can't sing or play the guitar, so I should be able to make a career out of music, sell millions of records and make a fortune, just like Mr. Young does.

What's stopping you?
 
Lack of charisma 
One of my favorite Neil young songs
I admit it, I'm a big Neil Young fan going all the way back to early teen yrs and love him to this day.

He's never sold out. Sings what he wants, plays how he wants.
And if you are ever lucky enough to see him live, well his playing is art, it transcends.

Many don't like Beethoven saying he is bombastic. His music hits me deeply, emotionally.

With Neil it is much the same - there is true emotion. 
3--->6
Improves with repetition
Neil Young is the Honey Badger of music - he could not care less. Just makes whatever the hell he wants. We should all be grateful their are musicians like Uncle Neil, because sometimes... damn!
 sjmorrison2 wrote:
great song writer but can't stand the voice. It's like nails on a chalkboard to me.  I know, that's RP blasphemy.  
 

Well, then maybe I should tell you that since I listen to RP, I started to dislike Bob Dylan more and more. Can't stand his voice and find the music and lyrics overrated. Now THAT is some RP blasphemy. I do not dare posting that in a Dylan-song forum though ;-)
rhythm/drums so plodding on this
 h8rhater wrote:


Sometimes, hearing the h8rs here is like having to listen to anti-vaxxers and flat earthers.

 

Agreed. I don't like much Neil Young, but like Arlo Guthrie and Bob Dylan, I give them props and decent ratings one song at a time. He gets a  from me for this one, like it even matters.
I told George W once that he was like the Eye of a Hurricane. He said "huh. How's that?" I said, "everyone is getting the place ready, and there is more and more activity, then the Secret Service arrives, and it all builds up, and swirls around, and then here you are, at the center, and where you are, it's calm."  He patted my shoulder and said, "Eye of the Hurricane. Yeah. I like that. Ha." Then the calm eye moved on and I was back in the swirling winds of people. 
 BCarn wrote:

You're joking right? It's bleeping horrible. As his NY in general.
 

Sometimes, hearing the h8rs here is like having to listen to anti-vaxxers and flat earthers.

Neil Young simply excels when it comes to raw emotion.  
 bam23 wrote:
I will freely acknowledge that Neil Young writes some pretty silly or trite lyrics, plays guitar with something less than the polished professionalism that we usually expect from popular musicians, has a voice that challenges more than a couple of standards and expectations for what an extensively recorded musician should maintain, has put out some very forgettable work, and all that. Yet, when I saw him perform at the Bill Graham memorial in Golden Gate Park some years back, I understood it. There is something mysterious about music that can at times transcend all of the types of limitations above and work as art. This piece is one example. 
 

This and a hundred other songs the man has written and performed in a career spanning 6 decades.
 Proclivities wrote:
richlister wrote:
I can't sing or play the guitar, so I should be able to make a career out of music, sell millions of records and make a fortune, just like Mr. Young does.

What's stopping you?
 

Yes please, put your money where your pie hole is.
 BCarn wrote:
You're joking right? It's bleeping horrible. As his NY in general.
 
I think we all get it now; you don't like Neil Young; boo hoo.
Maybe hit the PSD and spare us your whining.
 westslope wrote:
What a guitar solo.

 
You're joking right? It's bleeping horrible. As is NY in general.
richlister wrote:
I can't sing or play the guitar, so I should be able to make a career out of music, sell millions of records and make a fortune, just like Mr. Young does.

What's stopping you?
great song writer but can't stand the voice. It's like nails on a chalkboard to me.  I know, that's RP blasphemy.  
 On_The_Beach wrote:
sfyi2001 wrote:
M A S T E R P I E C E.
 
idiot_wind wrote:
It's a messy, over-indulgent, meandering, overly sincere, too trippy, syrupy song.  It's Neil at his best. A great freakin song.   
 
kingart wrote:
A great comment. 
The song really goes in and down big time with a double of bourbon and some kick ass weed.
 
{#Roflol}  {#Clap}    I agree wholeheartedly with all of the above!

 
I agree too!
{#Devil_pimp}zesty ! vintage n young keep on rockin in the free world
                           

                                             Master Neil, 1957  {#Laughing}

                          






                                             Master Neil, 1957  

                          
                          {#Crown}


 kingart wrote:

A great comment. 
The song really goes in and down big time with a double of bourbon and some kick ass weed. 

  ...while stars sit in bars and discuss what they're drinkin


sfyi2001 wrote:
M A S T E R P I E C E.
 
idiot_wind wrote:
It's a messy, over-indulgent, meandering, overly sincere, too trippy, syrupy song.  It's Neil at his best. A great freakin song.   
 
kingart wrote:
A great comment. 
The song really goes in and down big time with a double of bourbon and some kick ass weed.
 
{#Roflol}  {#Clap}    I agree wholeheartedly with all of the above!
 idiot_wind wrote:
It's a messy, over-indulgent, meandering, overly sincere, too trippy, syrupy song.  It's Neil at his best. A great freakin song.    

 
A great comment. 
The song really goes in and down big time with a double of bourbon and some kick ass weed. 
 


             

                M A S T E R P I E C E.
                                       





 
Can't stand the song, but it is apropos for Hurricane Irma preparation here in Florida today.  To all those in or near the path, be safe and good luck.
 westslope wrote:
What a guitar solo.
 
Legendary.. 💪
What a guitar solo.
zigzag wrote:
Honestly, this is terrible on every level. A melody that is sub-juvenile, lyrics that even a schoolboy would find cloyingly cliched, a progression that most garage bands would dismiss immediately as excessively banal, a singer who shouldn't be allowed anywhere near a mic and a guitar solo that can only be the product of over consumption of alcohol.

I like Neil on occasion, but this sucks a big one.

There. I said it.

And I feel better. 

 

how do you sleep?!!!??


It's a messy, over-indulgent, meandering, overly sincere, too trippy, syrupy song.  It's Neil at his best. A great freakin song.    
I was young, rock music was not what my parents listened to so was unaware of it.  The Don Kirshner's rock concert came on TV one night, first song I saw was this.  Neil standing there, a wind machine blowing his long hair, the guitar solo was nothing like I had ever seen.  Have been a major fan since, consider Neil to by our national treasure up here in Canada.  Thanks RP, this is why I listen.
Released 40 years ago tomorrow.  

I was only 18, and Neil was 31.  I'm not gonna' do the subsequent math for you.
 Those who can't do, complain.  

ScottishWillie wrote:
So many people hate this song/artist and explain so knowlagabaly why it is shit. But I don't recognise any of you. You haven't had a five decade career, sold millions of songs, inspired generations of musicians and given pleasure to countless  of people like me. Still I'm sure you all know what your talking about!.
 


 squidish wrote:

I love the messy passionate guitar mangling. He gets the chaotic hurricane stormy point across and you can feel it. He knows what he is doing.

Clean licks would just not suit the subject matter, so to all you neat-niks:  this is not the song for you.



 
{#Cheers}
Wow, can't top that...
 oldviolin wrote:
perfect sonic desolation

 
still...and ever...
 kingart wrote:
I assure y'all that the track sounds exactly like NY wanted it sound, raw and raucous. The over consumption of alcohol? OMG!  Someone should yell at Mussorgsky or Mozart or Monk!  
And because of those choices (including any whiskey, although I may be wrong, but he has had an affliction that may disallow booze) and because no one more than he ever made a guitar sound (deliberately) like it was like a train about to jump the tracks (and NY really likes trains), and because of his stupendous c.v. and influence, and because this track reminds me of the wintry '78 day in Boston that I came within about 10 feet and as many seconds of being busted in my apartment building with a half-pound of weed — it will always have a special place for it in my heart, and those who think him an off-key banality should listen better.
 
{#Cheers}

{#Bananajam} ....Like heaven to mine......

 

SurfDoc wrote:


Totally agree, piercing to the ear.

It's raw, and real, and it reaches me. It captures both the tenderness and the incoherent aggression of infatuated love. This is a 10.

{#Cheers}{#Cheers}  
Saw him in Compton AND Desert Trip......THIS was one of the highlights....I double the toast!

 

 

On_The_Beach wrote:


{#Cheers}

 


I played this loud and often when I was 20 .  Outstanding rock   by the way, I lived on the beach  {#Arrowd}  {#Cheers}  {#Arrowu}
 zigzag wrote:
Honestly, this is terrible on every level. A melody that is sub-juvenile, lyrics that even a schoolboy would find cloyingly cliched, a progression that most garage bands would dismiss immediately as excessively banal, a singer who shouldn't be allowed anywhere near a mic and a guitar solo that can only be the product of over consumption of alcohol.

I like Neil on occasion, but this sucks a big one.

There. I said it.

And I feel better. 

 
I assure y'all that the track sounds exactly like NY wanted it sound, raw and raucous. The over consumption of alcohol? OMG!  Someone should yell at Mussorgsky or Mozart or Monk!  
And because of those choices (including any whiskey, although I may be wrong, but he has had an affliction that may disallow booze) and because no one more than he ever made a guitar sound (deliberately) like it was like a train about to jump the tracks (and NY really likes trains), and because of his stupendous c.v. and influence, and because this track reminds me of the wintry '78 day in Boston that I came within about 10 feet and as many seconds of being busted in my apartment building with a half-pound of weed — it will always have a special place for it in my heart, and those who think him an off-key banality should listen better. 
 ScottishWillie wrote:
So many people hate this song/artist and explain so knowlagabaly why it is shit. But I don't recognise any of you. You haven't had a five decade career, sold millions of songs, inspired generations of musicians and given pleasure to countless  of people like me. Still I'm sure you all know what your talking about!.
 
It may be something as simple as you can't get the same vibe listening to this on a cell phone and ear buds as opposed to, say, Macintosh system powering a pair of Klipsch speakers at volume.
So many people hate this song/artist and explain so knowlagabaly why it is shit. But I don't recognise any of you. You haven't had a five decade career, sold millions of songs, inspired generations of musicians and given pleasure to countless  of people like me. Still I'm sure you all know what your talking about!.
 zigzag wrote:
Honestly, this is terrible on every level. A melody that is sub-juvenile, lyrics that even a schoolboy would find cloyingly cliched, a progression that most garage bands would dismiss immediately as excessively banal, a singer who shouldn't be allowed anywhere near a mic and a guitar solo that can only be the product of over consumption of alcohol.

I like Neil on occasion, but this sucks a big one.

There. I said it.

And I feel better. 

 
Agreed.  Conversely however, spanning decades he has contributed to rock beyond measure in my amateur opinion.
 Marja5066 wrote:
what a lousy drummer!

 
Indeed! Crap timing and so uninspired, it's a shame...
Maybe the drummer is'nt good, maybe the guitar is "amateur", but it'a a F...g good song. A masterpiece. If you have'nt already seen it, run there : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vxUMJ3Wy53M.
what a lousy drummer!
 mind-blowingly awesome this uber alas.. yup you had to been there.. {#Cheers}

This is the song that turned my liking for Neil Young into adoration.
 


perfect sonic desolation
 Skydog wrote:
the amatuerish guitar distracts me

 
I find your amatuerish spelling rather distracting.
Sorry, but 1st time I used PSD {#Whistle}