Only Neil would make a deliberately minor record about war and peace after three successive masterworks about himself. Its music fragile and sometimes partial, its length under 30 minutes despite throwaways, it divides less neatly into "dove" and "hawk" sides than the packaging advertises. Side one's haltingly lyrical "Little Wing" and shaggy head story "The Old Homestead" can be read as hippie paradigms, side two's rallying cries for old marrieds and union stalwarts as middle-American anthems. But Young's working men are from the American Federation of Musicians, and the confused "young mariner" who finishes off side one with a half-swallowed "I hope that I can kill good"; doesn't sound much like a hippie to me. So what I want to know is whether the DEW-line boys in "Comin' Apart at Every Nail" launched a missile or let one slip through. Some joke on the Pentagon either way. A-
compare this to the super lunkheaded Living With War
>>127978953i like h+d/reactor/trans just fine but it's astonishing how neil's writing went over a cliff when the 80s began
>>127979684jarred loose by switching record labels i guess
>>127979684>neil's writing went over a cliff when the 80s beganHis son with palsy was born around this time. It's kind of amazing he had a comeback at all in the 90's.
