http://youtu.be/0vrDIFYuc4Q
Good old Neil.
Simple lyrics that niggle a nerve.
That's what clever writing does to elicit nostalgia (in about a million words less than Marcel Proust used).
I thought about this song as I rode a train north from Toronto (Ontario) last year. We all have our favourites and to be honest Neil Young wasn't really one of mine but folk/rock/jazz/pop performers of one's generation carry the common cultural values that we grow up with in some form or other.
The song was evocative when I was young, meaningful when I was in that huge country last year and visceral when I listened to it tonight.
