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Holy desire to live, and sweet Venus of Rimmel. Five months later, "Tonight Is The Night".
Faint halos of light in the darkness, destined to extinguish. Desperate epitaphs and painful memories of buried times. Discreet wailing will-o'-the-wisps crackle in the dark. Lying supine on the bed, voluptuously inhaling large puffs of smoke, depressed and pissed off: a Vettriano painting. Grains of happiness that conceal a universe of sadness. Absurdity as the only true meaning. A desolate harmonica, evocative of boundless deserts, of the gray dusty corner where the spider weaves and you curl up to cry. The rain that taps on the windows of the soul. Flickering blue stars that slowly fade away.
Rampant and joyful guitars try to heal wounds that are too deep. The longing for an isolated plateau, where one can be alone to find oneself, and then not find oneself, to truly be alone. The dawn of slow-core. Astral chills, wide giddy vistas of icy snow-capped peaks, suspended in a horrible limbo. Exiting one nightmare to enter a worse one. Futile exhortations get lost in the ether. The power of immediacy that disrupts the senses.
And the awareness, finally, of having risen to Art, the eternal and multiform phoenix.
A tear runs down my metalhead cheek. I am just a poor soul, overwhelmed by something greater than myself. Overwhelmed by the genius of someone who shouldn't have sold a single record.
Danny Whitten and Bruce Berry, may the shadow of cypresses watch over your eternal rest.
And to you, Neil, once more... thank you.
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This review praises Neil Young's album Tonight’s the Night as a deeply emotional and artistically powerful work inspired by personal tragedy. The raw and sorrowful sound captures themes of loss, pain, and fleeting happiness. It's described as a masterpiece that evokes vivid imagery and deep reflection. The reviewer is profoundly moved, acknowledging the album's timeless impact and Neil Young's genius.Tracklist Lyrics Videos
02 Speakin' Out (04:57)
I went to the movie the other night,
The plot was groovy, it was out of sight.
I sat with my popcorn, out lookin' for good times
Lost in the cartoon, I grabbed the lifeline.
I've been a searcher, I've been a fool,
But I've been a long time comin' to you.
I'm hopin' for your love to carry me through
You're holdin' my baby, and I'm holdin' you,
And it's all right.
Oh, tell me where the answer lies.
Is it in the notebook behind your eyes?
When your decision comes to view,
I'll be watchin' my TV, and it'll be watchin' you.
I've been a searcher, I've been a fool,
But I've been a long time comin' to you.
I'm hopin' for your love to carry me through
You're holdin' my baby, and I'm holdin' you,
Yes I am.
Speakin' out.
04 Borrowed Tune (03:26)
I'm climbin' this ladder,
My head in the clouds
I hope that it matters,
I'm havin' my doubts.
I'm watchin' the skaters
Fly by on the lake.
Ice frozen six feet deep,
How long does it take?
I look out on peaceful lands
With no war nearby,
An ocean of shakin' hands
That grab at the sky.
I'm singin' this borrowed tune
I took from the Rolling Stones,
Alone in this empty room
Too wasted to write my own.
I'm climbin' this ladder,
My heads in the clouds
I hope that it matters.
08 Albuquerque (04:01)
Well, they say that Santa Fe is less than ninety miles away,
And I got time to roll a number and rent a car.
Oh, Albuquerque.
I've been flyin' down the road, and I've been starvin' to be alone,
And independent from the scene that I've known.
Albuquerque.
So I'll stop when I can, find some fried eggs and country ham.
I'll find somewhere where they don't care who I am.
Oh, Albuquerque,
Albuquerque.
10 Lookout Joe (03:54)
A hip drag queen and
a side-walkin' street wheeler,
Comin' down the avenue.
They're all your friends,
you'll come to love 'em
There's a load of 'em
waitin' for you.
Lookout Joe, you're comin' home.
Old times were good times,
Old times were good times.
Remember Millie
from down in Philly?
She took my brain
and forgot my name.
The woman you were with
was about the same
She took your money and left town.
Lookout Joe, you're comin' home.
Old times were good times,
Old times were good times.
Glory Hallelujah!
Will I lay my burden down?
Singin' on the streets around:
Look at that crazy clown.
Remember Bill from up on the hill?
A Cadillac put a hole in his arm.
But old Bill, he's up there still,
Havin' a ball
rollin' to the bottom.
Lookout Joe, you're comin' home.
Old times were good times,
Old times were good times.
Neil Young
Neil Young (born 1945) is a Canadian singer-songwriter and musician, active since the 1960s. He gained prominence with Buffalo Springfield, later collaborated with Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, and has released influential solo albums and records with Crazy Horse across folk, country and electric rock.67 Reviews
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By Grasshopper
Tonight’s The Night is the other side of Neil Young: cold disillusionment, almost absolute pessimism, tremendous weariness, an extreme attempt to retreat into solitude.
The album is dedicated to two friends who recently died from drugs: one is Danny Whitten, from Crazy Horse, his historic band.
