Rock and roll is everybody’s fuckin’ music… I would certainly hope that it’s the devil’s music, but it’s not just the devil’s music. I think that’s where God and the devil shake hands – right there, heh heh heh.
- Neil Young to Tony Pig, KSAN radio interview, 11th December 1969
Reference: McDonough, J. (2002). Shakey: Neil Young’s Biography. UK: Vintage Press. “Mr. Blue and Mr. Red”, p. 54
Categories: Humour · Music · Philosophies · Religion
Tagged: 1969, Shakey (Jimmy McDonough)
When I first really started focusing on rock and roll was in Pickering, Brock Road. I remember – I dunno how old I was, maybe ten or somethin’ – listenin’ to these fuckin’ records. When my parents would leave, I’d turn the records up real loud and dance. Go nuts. Like I was the coolest dancer in the world. I would always have this imaginary dance contest where I won – but I was all by myself, singin’ along to records. Kinda made my own videos.
- Neil Young to Tony Pig, KSAN radio interview, 11th December 1969
Reference: McDonough, J. (2002). Shakey: Neil Young’s Biography. UK: Vintage Press. “Mr. Blue and Mr. Red”, p. 51
Categories: Growing up · Humour · Music · Past (Nostalgia/memories)
Tagged: 1969, Shakey (Jimmy McDonough)
Polio fucked up my body a little bit. The left-hand side got a little screwed. Feels different from the right. If I close my eyes, my left side, I really don’t know where it is – but over the years I’ve discovered that almost one hundred percent for sure it’s gonna be very close to my right side… probably to the left.
- Neil Young interviewed by Dave Zimmer, BAM, 22nd April 1988
Reference: McDonough, J. (2002). Shakey: Neil Young’s Biography. UK: Vintage Press. “Mr. Blue and Mr. Red”, p. 46
Categories: Growing up · Humour
Tagged: 1988, Shakey (Jimmy McDonough)
Go to the country, take the dog: look at the sky without the smog.
See the world laugh at the farmers feeding hogs.
Eat hot dogs.
Categories: City/Country life · Happiness/fulfilment · Humour · Natural World · Ordinary People · Simplicity
Tagged: 1968, Neil Young
And there ain’t nothin’ like a friend who can tell you you’re just pissin’ in the wind.
Categories: Friends · Humour · Ordinary People · Philosophies · Reality
Tagged: 1974, On The Beach