Ah shucks SK...nothing like that. The chowderhead lives 30 minutes down the road from me in Woodside. If anything, maybe living around here has dumbed him down.
A room service waiter told me an interesting Neil story. Seems that there was a bug in Neil's salad. Neil calls down and complains. The waiter apologizes, and Neil explains that he's not really mad about the bug--he's mad that he had to kill the bug.
I've spent the last couple of days trying to do a Neil Young playlist on my ipod...and I can't remember half of the songs from zuma through freedom. I actually had to listen to all the albums. That ain't fun.
Greendale and Living With War were awful. I'm putting off the pleasure of checking out the new one for a bit . . .
Sleeps with Angels had a couple of good songs. Harvest Moon had a couple of songs that sounded okay if you ignored the lyrics, and they came off even better in the movie, though they weren't exactly classics. Mirror Ball had some clunkers, but was mostly a pretty decent album. The last one of his I liked all the way through was Rust Never Sleeps (or Comes a Time, if that one was after Rust).
I even have all the CSNY albums and the dead man soundtrack
That reminds me....a while back my wife had tickets to the premiere of Jarmusch's Dead Man at the Castro Theater. Iggy was at the Warfield the same night, so I couldn't make that cinema jazz. So I go see Iggy with my brother who is buddies with Iggy's then drummer. We go to where the post show gathering Is (where Jarmusch shows up) and hang out. All in all a cool night.
The wife gets home, and I'm all 'wow, we were sitting in a booth right across from Iggy Pop and Jim Jarmusch, blah blah' and then she says 'look what I got you' and she pulls this out of her purse:
Turns out she ran into Neil in the lobby and thunk fast.