The Ragged Glory of Neil Young and Crazy Horse Live

Dear listeners,

On Tuesday night, at Forest Hills Stadium in Queens, I checked a major box on my musical bucket list: I got to see Neil Young live for the first time. And not just Young, but also Crazy Horse, his longtime, magnificently shambolic backing band who more or less helped invent both grunge and the modern jam band. Young’s first New York concert in over a decade was a magical, rain-dappled night, and I have tried to preserve the memory by creating a playlist of highlights from the set.

There has always been something outside-of-time about the ironically named Young, a man who has in some sense sung and written like an old man since he was a teenager. (I mean that in the most affectionate way possible.) Perhaps for that reason, it is less jarring to see him onstage at age 78 than it is some other rock legends, and it helps that he has preserved that distinct, one-of-a-kind vocal tone along with his dexterity as a guitarist. The crowd was noticeably intergenerational, like the band onstage: Replacing Crazy Horse’s now-retired rhythm guitarist Poncho Sampedro was Willie Nelson’s 33-year-old son, Micah, who beautifully and steadily supported Young’s incandescent soloing.

Fitting for a band that embraces improvisational spontaneity, Tuesday night’s stop on the Love Earth tour was actually more memorable for its technical difficulties and the way Young handled them. The trouble began at the end of a three-song stretch where Young played solo, accompanied by just his acoustic guitar and harmonica. During a rousing rendition of the 1978 ballad “Human Highway,” a P.A. seemed to blow out, cutting off Young’s amplification entirely. His vocal mic was still wonky when a tech handed him an electric guitar, so he proceeded to do one of the most badass things I’ve ever seen a 78-year-old do at a rock concert: raise his guitar to his mouth and communicate with the crowd through its pickup. “We’d like to thank everyone for being here tonight,” he said in a muffled warble. Rock ’n’ roll can never die, indeed.

Relive Tuesday night’s show along with me — and celebrate Young’s recent return to Spotify — by listening to this playlist, culled entirely from songs played that night. I’ve mixed in some live tracks along with album versions, to better capture the ragged glory of Neil and the Horse. Come down from the misty mountain and press play.

Shelter me from the powder and the finger,

Lindsay

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