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I want to clarify one thing right away: don't take the praise in online reviews as the nostalgic ramblings of older, hippie reviewers. I'm over 20 and under 25, I've seen nothing of Music and I find myself turning on the radio and hearing stuff I'd gladly do without.
This is not an album you'll hear on the radio. Not even "Harvest," which catapulted Neil Young, and which today it's trendy to say is out of style, nor other masterpieces like "On the Beach," "Tonight's the Night," up to the much more recent "Sleeps with Angels." It's truly impossible not to be moved listening to this concert and it's impossible not to be carried away by that triumphant audience.
But here words are not needed. All you need to do is listen to these songs conceived for the expression of man as an end in itself. Listen to an idea of music that is now practically inconceivable. Neil Young, like many of his peers, had something to say. Actually something to scream, even with the sweetness of an acoustic guitar.
Okay, Young and his genre might appeal more or less, you can't argue about personal taste. However, for albums like this, as far as I'm concerned, it's worth trying to shake a bit of my generation by shouting: this is what we missed. This is what you now scorn. Deplorable imitations, bastard children, are adored, ignoring and renouncing the fathers.
This live is a piece of history, like the previous "Live at Fillmore East," and like all future live albums of the Archives series. All together they will be The History. With this album, it seems like Young-25-year-old is still there, at Massey, just last Friday, sold-out, spine-chilling, playing for an audience that knew how to listen.
Well, I don't intend to miss it again. I will welcome in this way all the CDs, even if they are thirty, of the colossal autobiographic Archives. It's like having a second chance to follow Young from the beginning of his career.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 Tell Me Why (02:29)
Sailing heart-ships thru broken harbors
Out on the waves in the night
Still the searcher must ride the dark horse
Racing alone in his fright.
Tell me why, tell me why
Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself,
When you're old enough to repay but young enough to sell?
Tell me lies later, come and see me
I'll be around for a while.
I am lonely but you can free me
All in the way that you smile
Tell me why, tell me why
Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself,
When you're old enough to repay but young enough to sell?
Tell me why, tell me why
Tell me why, tell me why
03 Old Man (04:57)
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
Twenty four and there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.
Love lost, such a cost,
Give me things that don't get lost.
Like a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true.
Lullabies, look in your eyes,
Run around the same old town.
Doesn't mean that much to me
To mean that much to you.
I've been first and last
Look at how the time goes past.
But I'm all alone at last.
Rolling home to you.
Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you
I need someone to love me the whole day through
Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
Old man look at my life,
I'm a lot like you were.
04 Journey Through the Past (04:15)
When the winter rains
come pourin' down
On that new home of mine,
Will you think of me
and wonder if I'm fine?
Will your restless heart
come back to mine
On a journey thru the past.
Will I still be in your eyes
and on your mind?
Now I'm going back to Canada
On a journey thru the past
And I won't be back
till February comes
I will stay with you
if you'll stay with me,
Said the fiddler to the drum,
And we'll keep good time
on a journey thru the past.
When the winter rains
come pourin' down
On that new home of mine,
Will I still be in your eyes
and on your mind?
Will I still be in your eyes
and on your mind?
12 The Needle and the Damage Done (03:55)
I caught you knockin' at my cellar door
I love you, baby, can I have some more
Ooh, ooh, the damage done.
I hit the city and I lost my band
I watched the needle take another man
Gone, gone, the damage done.
I sing the song because I love the man
I know that some of you don't understand
Milk-blood to keep from running out.
I've seen the needle and the damage done
A little part of it in everyone
But every junkie's like a settin' sun.
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