Well, when I hear of Neil Young I think of an odd encounter I once had... I was giving my worm colony to a woman who had answered my ad, and I sang her a song I had written about worms. This woman's boyfriend was present and listened to the song.After the song I learned that the boyfriend was a professional guitar player, working in some blues and jazz bands. He proceeded to make a speech - entirely unsolicited and virtually uninterrupted - for about forty-five minutes straight while I smiled and nodded; it was an indepth analysis of my strengths and weaknesses as a singer and guitarist, and some recommendations for the future. (Just sober enough to speak coherently, but just stoned enough to make intense speeches to virtual strangers, I suspect.)
Anyway, his main two points were that I should, one, throw away my classical guitar and get a steel string, and two, listen to early Neil Young.
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