Neil Young. That's all I have to say.

We are having a Neil Young fest here, this evening.  I have dragged out all my vinyl, and one or two CDs.  From Harvest, to Trans, and beyond.  Currently, 'Computer age' is pumping out through my Tannoys.  This man is a genius, and I just love his guitar work.  

OK, be about your business.  Nothing to see here.  Just an aged man boogieing to riffs that are decades old.  Oh, here comes 'We R in control'.  Must go and pump up the volume.  

[Normal service will be resumed at some future date.]

Lord, Neil has given so much pleasure to so many people.  I am just seizing one video at random - 'Cinnamon Girl ' (oooh, there's a surprise!), with Jawas dancing round on stage.  So much fun.

Incidentally, I have been turned down for AdSense signup.  Maybe they detect that this is a vanity project.  Maybe they're a complete bunch of mindless jerks who'll be first against the wall when the revolution comes.  Don't they know I have a barefoot and pregnant wife in the kitchen to support, as well as a tribe of indigent children she claims are mine, and two hungry cats?  Well, no, because that's all lies.  Except about the cats.