The Nightly Charlie Rose Report
Just finished watching Charlie Rose interviewing Neil Young. It was an incredible explosion of a discussion, about music and the war, and hummers running on vegetable oil, and aneurysms, and autograph hounds, and 30 years of marriage, and the names he uses, and consciences, and he was controlled, but it still felt as if he could barely contain himself as he spoke. He kept leaning across that big table of Charlie's, as if he needed to bridge the gap between the two of them with physical proximity as well as ideas, as if motion and ideas were cross-wired inside him. I cannot believe how forceful, and innocent, and gleefully exuberant the old man was, and how glad I was to see him. Thanks, Neil. Did I ever tell you I had a huge crush on you when I was a teenager, and you were a strange-looking, strange-singing thin young man with a rude guitar?
Just finished watching Charlie Rose interviewing Neil Young. It was an incredible explosion of a discussion, about music and the war, and hummers running on vegetable oil, and aneurysms, and autograph hounds, and 30 years of marriage, and the names he uses, and consciences, and he was controlled, but it still felt as if he could barely contain himself as he spoke. He kept leaning across that big table of Charlie's, as if he needed to bridge the gap between the two of them with physical proximity as well as ideas, as if motion and ideas were cross-wired inside him. I cannot believe how forceful, and innocent, and gleefully exuberant the old man was, and how glad I was to see him. Thanks, Neil. Did I ever tell you I had a huge crush on you when I was a teenager, and you were a strange-looking, strange-singing thin young man with a rude guitar?
- Current Location:still of the night
- Current Mood:
impressed - Current Music:The AC again.
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