by Neil Young
from his "Live Rust" album
I was a junior in high school and was assigned to review "Live Rust" for our student newspaper The Original. I can still feel the heft of the double album (kids, ask your parents what an LP record is/was). And I can still see the cover art--photos of the stage set from the live shows of Neil Young and Crazy Horse--giant oversized amps dwarfing the tiny robed gnomes which were the band on stage. It was mesmerizing. And the live acoustic sides sent me reeling into the world of guitar worship, wondering whether or not it actually IS better to burn out than to fade away. Still not sure on that score...
Music never fails me. It's always there to make me feel better or to help me work through the worst of times, to celebrate the happiest of moments. It's definitely played a major role in making me the person I am here, at 44, staring one way, then another, down life's crossroads. Still, Mr. Young said it best....and his words are a comfort.
they give you this but you pay for that
and once you're gone you can't come back
when you're out of the blue and into the black