Memories of Artist-Activist Neil Young

Neil Young is 64-years old and is the currenton a wooden chair, playing his guitar and singing into a
MusiCares Person of the Year. I'm not surprised thatsingle microphone. Dressed unremarkably in jeans,
Young received the honor given his decades of workYoung's full head of dark hair obscured part of his
with Farm Aid and Bridge School Concerts. Some offace. It was vintage Village.
the biggest names in the business serenaded YoungYoung's haunting voice filled the room. The crowd
with his own songs: Elton John, James Taylor, Davewas a well-educated group and well-behaved. We
Matthews, Sheryl Crow Leon Russel, and Keithquietly listened, nodding to the words which could be
Russell. Young was quoted as saying that he'dclearly understood. Young's style was slightly
forgotten how many songs he'd written.reminiscent of Bob Dylan's thoughtful, folksy, nasal
How did Young hit retirement age? He's at the pointstyle. There were no back-up singers or flashy
in his life when he either 1) created so many songsstaging here.
he lost count or 2) really can't remember. This kind ofSuddenly, a young couple appeared in the aisle. They
thing happens when you're talented, successful anddanced to the music, gyrating in flashy moves that
64. Jack Black was the emcee at the event. Blackannounced the arrival of disco. Totally at odds with
talked about how the young singers on stage hadthe tone of the concert, they stood out
been influenced by Young's unique style. How ironic!unashamedly and, to most of us, jarringly. I turned to
Black and the young'uns weren't even born whena friend and said, "Wow! They must be really moved
Young began his career. But I was, and I was in theby the music." The friend turned a jaded eye
audience at Young's debut all those years ago.towards me and replied, "Don't get excited. They're
I was a student at New York University in NYC indancers hired to by the studio to hype this guy.
1971. I attended the Greenwich Village campus andThat's how a debut works."
got to take part in the Village life. Singers andI gazed back at the intense young man on stage and
dancers performed in the lofts and modest studios inwondered how he kept a straight face with all that
every nook and cranny in the Village. Public concertsnonsense prancing around in front of him. It looked
in the park were commonplace as were artistlike he had his eyes closed as he sang 'A Horse with
exhibiting their work on the sidewalk. The wildNo Name.' Smart move. I did the same and said a
artistry of the sixties was still with us; thesilent prayer for his success. I figured he could a few
commercialized disco era wasn't yet launched.words on his behalf with the Good Lord in his chosen
I hung out with friends at the NYU radio station. Weprofession.
listened to Carol King, Carly Simon and James TaylorIt turned out that Young didn't need my prayers.
who were then emerging on the scene. So muchHe's had an incredibly rich,successful and long career.
social change was in the air, but not fully formed. AReports are that when a balding, graying Neil Young
fellow student argued with me that women singerstook to the stage to thank everyone for the
would never equal the fame of their maleMusiCares Award, he announced that he was worn
counterparts. I objected naming several famousout by all the festivities. He said it was time to go
women, and in a sign of the times, he said Africanhome, but promised to keep going. He hoped his new
American women didn't count.songs would be as good as his early ones.
One winter evening, the radio crowd decided to goIf you don't remember all you've written anymore,
to the debut concert of a new, unknown singerit's OK. Neither do I and it doesn't matter. You're a
named Neil Young. I tagged along and found myself inrole model for young people beyond the impact of
a large, run-down studio with chairs set up theaterany particular song. Your integrity and good works
style. The stage was slightly elevated inhave made their mark. Just close your eyes, play
theater-in-the-round style. A long singer was seatedyour guitar and sing, Neil.