Flight WS703 from Toronto to Vancouver (Part 2)

I got approximately an hour’s kip here and now I’m snacking on my complimentary pretzels and biscuits and, hopefully, get through a few more chapters of my book (The Age of Daredevils by Michael Clarkson).  Also, what’s a domestic trip without a little Canadiana so I’m flipping directions now and going with the ‘Storytone‘  album by Neil Young.

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Storytone‘  arrived at the end of a year that already saw another new Neil Young album – that would be ‘A Letter Home‘, a collection of folk covers recorded at Jack White‘s Voice-O-Graph direct-to-vinyl recording booth at Third Man Records – which itself was only the tip of the iceberg that was Neil’s 2014.

That spring, Young launched a high-end digital audio system called Pono, which was followed by the summer news that he was divorcing Pegi, his wife of 36 years, an event that led to a fresh feud with David Crosby that then led to Young saying he would never play with CSN again and, if that weren’t enough, Young also published his second book, Special Deluxe: A Memoir of Life & Cars, just prior to the release of this album. That’d be enough to sustain a few years for most artists but we all know perfectly well that Neil isn’t like most artists.  He thrives on this kind of chaos and, appropriately enough, ‘Storytone‘  is fairly messy – which is quite an achievement for an album recorded in large part live in front of a full orchestra.

Young does indeed croon over those strings, often rhapsodizing about the powers of new love or pleading to save the Earth, although he sometimes gets restless and rolls out a swinging big band. This means ‘Storytone‘  sometimes plays like a hybrid of ‘Harvest‘  at its most florid and the bloozy swagger of ‘This Note’s for You‘ – a curious combination that doesn’t seem quite as extreme on the album’s second disc, which houses nothing but solo renditions of the record’s ten tunes, but the very fact that there’s a reverse image of the album strengthens the impression that Young isn’t much in the mood to keep things simple. Which is odd, because all the original songs here are relatively simple, built to withstand simple arrangements – they sound fine when Young supports himself with no more than a guitar, piano, or ukulele – and they don’t buckle underneath the weight of an orchestra.

Versatile they may be, but they’re united by Young’s aching sincerity.  He’s earnest whether he’s taking a stance against fracking, romanticizing his old car, or singing about new love with the dewiness of a teenager.  The open-heartedness is sweet if somewhat adolescent, a feeling not helped by the preponderance of 2014 headlines about Young’s love life, but even without that tabloid gunk, songs like ‘Glimmer‘  have an optimism that sounds just a shade disarming coming from a former cynic facing 70.  But that’s one of the glorious things about Neil Young: he surprises and by delivering this big, sloppy valentine to everything he is and everything he loves, he’s not being neat but he is true to himself.

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About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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