Rabid fans? Are you kidding? That doesn't begin to describe it. Until last year I played regularly (bass) in a Neil Young tribute band. I saw people with pictures of ol' Neil in their wallets, folks who could list Neil's set list from some concert or another, some even danced to "Transformer Man", and one woman thought she was actually communicating with Neil himself by staring at us. Our singer, Neil as it were, caught flack everywhere for not having sideburns.

I like alot of his songs, but I'm relieved to know I'm not rabid.

I don't foam at the mouth, just drool. Mooh.