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Back in October, all 3,000 units of the long awaited Neil Young Archives Volume II Limited Edition Boxset (@ $249 USD each) sold out in less than
48 hours -- somehow inexplicably and unpredictably -- demonstrating a
huge pentup demand for physical Neil Young product by a global hardcore
fan base. (See SOLD OUT: Neil Young Archives Volume II Blows Out in 48 Hours.)
Now, a beta-test of the performance timeline
is up on NYA with tours in 1989, 2001, 2008/2009, 2013 and 2016. 5 full concert performances just launched.
Go to Timeline on https://neilyoungarchives.com, find the white markers above the tour "bar codes", click on the "bar code" > View Itinerary > View Log.
The new concerts on the NYA Timeline have 4 new recordings of unreleased songs:
03 Jul 2001 Stockholm
Standing In The Light Of Love at 66'54
Gateway Of Love at 73'00
09 Mar 2013 Hunter Valley
Hole In The Sky at 51'28
Singer Without A Song at 62'50
(Thanks LRR, Mark "Powderfinger", Phil, NYUA & everyone!)
Also, new NYA tiers will be introduced "quite soon", including the “Rust” tier. “Rust” members will be able to submit their concert requests and memories.
NEIL (Vol. 1) by Scott The Hoople is now available.
A tribute to Neil Young by Scott McCaughey with Mike McCready
Neil (Vol.1) is available for streaming and purchase on bandcamp.com, the tribute to the Canadian Loner has been recorded by Scott McCaughey with the pseudonym of Scott The Hoople. The album has been mixed by Kurt Bloch from Fastbacks and Mike McCready plays the guitar in seven songs, he recorded his parts at the Hockeytalker Studios in Seattle.
Scott McCaughey was in many bands as Young Fresh
Fellows, The Minus 5, Baseball Project, The Filthy Friends and has been
part of R.E.M. from 1994 to 2011, the year the Athens band broke up. In
2017, Scott had a stroke and lost the ability to talk, sing and play
instruments.
As part of his rehabilitation he decided to try to remember the music
he loved most during the last fifty years. This tribute to Neil Young
comes from that desire. He started to work on this tribute at the
beginning of 2020 and it contains many Neil Young’s less known songs.
Scott revealed that he had to dig deep down in his messed up brain to
try and remember those songs.
You can listen and purchase Neil (Vol.1) on bandcamp.com. Here is redemption code for TW readers: de v822-62e6
For 50+ years, his music has been a huge part of my life - a source of immense pleasure, comfort, and pleasurable discomfort.
When
I had a major stroke three years ago, I lost my ability to talk, sing,
make music. As I found my way back, I turned to the songs I had a best
chance at recalling, music somewhere deep in the recesses of what was
left of me. The Beatles and Neil were my subterranean lode ... words and
chords COULD be unearthed if I tried hard and often enough.
When
this homegrown effort started taking shape, in the bowels of 2020, I
consciously swerved away from much of the best known Neil songs to me,
and the casual listener. Digging deeper, like I had tried to cough up
favorite songs in the ditch of my fucked-up brain.
Neil
is so many things. I wanted to represent some of them. But, I also
decided, hey, call it Volume One. There are a thousand more songs... "
Scott McCaughey & The Sadies Revolution Blues (Neil Young cover), Horseshoe Tavern, Toronto Canada Dec 31, 2019
FORBES: What have you been listening to during this time?
Stevie Nicks: I love Neil Young.
I've been listening to a lot of Crosby,
Stills, Nash And Young and Joni Mitchell and just that whole era of
people. Buffalo Springfield in the last seven, eight months. I've been
listening to a lot of their music on my Sonos and it makes me happy.
And
I've decided that Neil Young was actually a lot more...he wrote a lot
of very loving love ballads. He was not only the huge rock and roll
crazy guy that I always thought. There are so many ballads I've gone,
"Wow, you know what? You're just a big pussycat. I can't believe it."
No
wonder they chose him to come into Crosby, Stills And Nash. They wanted
somebody like the Eagles wanted Joe Walsh, they wanted somebody that
would have that heavy hand.
But then when you listen to something like
"Slowpoke" or some of these amazing songs, I've been blown away over the
last couple of months listening to his ballads going like, "This guy,
really seriously, in a way, wanted to be in love."
“You made it to autumn”: A Neil Young Fan's Heartbreaking Memories & Birthday Wishes
Greg McGarvey with his late girlfriend Marcella Di Sandro
Here is a story that touches us quite deeply.
Longtime fellow Neil Young fan Greg McGarvey shares with us his oh-so very sad -- but inspiring and uplifting - story of his relationship with his
late girlfriend Marcella Di Sandro.
The Levittown, Pennsylvania musician recently released his debut album ‘Count the Colors’ – a 10-track
tribute to his late girlfriend Marcella Di Sandro, a Churchville, Pennsylvania painter
who lost her battle with Fanconi anemia in 2014.
Greg saw Marcella's strength battling Fanconi anemia and
beating cancer twice, to the selfless act of chopping off most of her
hair and donating it to Locks of Love.
Here is the story of Marcella and Greg written on Neil Young's 75th birthday earlier this week.
Westport, Connecticut
“You made it to autumn”
The first line on my album is one of the last things I said to her.
Marcella loved the fall.
I was thirty-one; she was only twenty-eight.
That day, I performed for her twice, with two different performer friends. There was no way to know it was her last full day, but somehow they knew. We performed about two hours of music for her in hospice.
Shelby Street Bridge, Nashville, Tennessee
I tuned my old Japanese guitar down real low and we sang sweet, gentle harmonies. I remember being surprised how reverberant the room was despite being full of people and medical equipment. Songs like “(All I Have To Do Is) Dream.” R.E.M.’s “You Are The Everything.” “Harvest Moon.”
I chose “Across The Universe” for the funeral. I found myself playing “Distant Camera” at the burial.
“When I’m riding down the road in my car, traveling without you, I can still see you sitting there right by my side.”
When Marcella was sick, I would work a few jobs a week, taking photos at festivals. It was on these long drives that I would find myself processing the changes in my life and in my life with Marcella.
As usual, it was the power of music that broke through my defenses, stripping away the many strategically placed distractions and allowing me to just feel my heart and all the pain radiating through it. The big howling cries. I remember one night in particular when the rain on I-95 North was so heavy that I had to pull the car over for a while.
Robyn Hitchcock’s album The Man Upstairs would bring me to that place.
Later in the year, Neil Young’s new album Storytone would do the same. Two of my favorite songwriters, both chronicling massive transitions in their personal lives.
Philadelphia's Magic Gardens
“Tough love can leave you almost alone...”
“Glimmer” made a huge impact. A few years later, I played it at an intimate concert at which I debuted the ten songs of my album Count The Colors followed by ten songs that inspired them.
“...that day I couldn’t find you...”
For me, that day was the day that she was set to find out if she had cancer and if it was treatable. She wasn’t ready to tell me. She did it the following day, in person.
“...new love brings back everything to you.”
Yeah. That one, too.
Marcella had left a letter behind for me. In this letter, she told me how much she loved me, and also expressed her selfless wish that I find new love one day.
My new album has a song about this, written from her perspective.
Every single time I perform “No Grays And Blues,” it feels like I’m channeling it. It doesn’t feel like it’s coming from me. It’s an eerie, transcendent experience. That only shows up at special gigs.
From a distance, I liked the idea of Neil and Pegi. I was unnerved by the idea of them not being a couple any longer.
But when I saw Neil perform at Philadelphia’s Academy Of Music and heard some of the songs from Storytone, it was very obvious that this guy is madly in love.
Here’s my favorite artist starting fresh. Just like I was about to do.
Philadelphia's Magic Gardens
New love.
Somehow, I found it on the very first date, the following year. Almost like the universe had queued her up for me. We’ve been together for almost six years. She’s sitting on the couch right now, about three feet from me.
I went to a cafe right after our first date and they were playing “I’m Glad I Found You.” I didn’t want to analyze the date; just experience it. All I really noticed was the big smile on my face. A smile that told me that life really WILL go on, just like that song on the cafe sound system suggested.
Writing and recording my album of songs for Marcella was hard, not just because of the subject matter and not just because I kept running out of studio money, but because my parents both became ill and ultimately passed away before the album’s release.
Still, Mom heard me sing these songs at an old church in Ewing, New Jersey, and Dad was always proud to see that I was constantly writing and performing with his - and his father’s - old guitars.
The morning of Mom’s passage, I was filming the music video for “Something So Beautiful,” which meant I had my guitar with me when I visited her for the last time that afternoon.
Lambertville, New Jersey
My sister Pam was holding her hand and I was playing Neil’s song “Silver And Gold.” No singing, just fingerpicking. Somewhere between “Silver And Gold” and “Distant Camera,” she finally let go.
Only because she had to. She would’ve kept kicking for a hundred more years easily. The day her health took a turn, she’d been working as a private-duty nurse for a disabled child and his family. Her body wasn’t equipped for the job any longer and, somehow, for a little while, she did it anyway.
I learned about the tenacity of special needs families through my mom, and also through the Bridge School benefit concerts.
I’ve heard Neil say he’s inspired by the strength of his son Ben’s spirit, even as he lives with cerebral palsy. “You can never give up.”
Dad and I got to meet Ben in Nashville once. We figured Neil’s gig at the Ryman was as good an excuse as any to take a trip down south. I’m glad we did, too, as it turned out to be our last chance.
Levittown, Pennsylvania
Dad’s old guitar took me all the way from childhood to Marcella’s burial. After that, I treated myself to the guitar that I used to ogle at the mall with Marcella - a mahogany Martin 000-15m. That guitar has taken me from Count The Colors, to my mom’s bedside, and everywhere else I’ve been for six years.
I found Neil’s work in my dad’s CD collection when I was about twelve, astonished by the firepower of Weld, the gentle beauty of Harvest Moon, the eclectic grab bag of Sleeps With Angels. In finding and studying Neil’s work, I ultimately found my own path as a singer, guitarist, and songwriter.
Each concert has been a spiritual event, a pilgrimage. I’ve seen the Madison Square Garden crowd spontaneously cheer the choruses of “Bandit,” a song they’d never heard before.
I’ve seen Crazy Horse play a slow, raunchy “Danger Bird.”
I’ve seen Ben Keith play “Winterlong.”
I saw “No Hidden Path” in an old movie theater.
I heard Neil make the display cabinets in the back of the Ryman rattle.
I heard a version of “Like A Hurricane” with a brutal noise coda that went on for eight minutes.
I saw Promise Of The Real grab hold of “Down By The River” and not let go for twenty minutes.
Carrboro, North Carolina
For all of this and more - so much gratitude.
The movie of my life is so much better for having a score that so heavily features the music of Neil Young and his friends. I feel fortunate to be living at the same time as the guy.
Neil, Happy birthday!
Greg McGarvey Lawrenceville, New Jersey November 12, 2020
Mount Laurel, New Jersey
Marcella Di Sandro passed away peacefully on Sept. 23, 2014, at the age
of 28
"How something brief and beautiful that grabs our inner longing becomes
an incomprehensible truth that makes you cry and laugh in wonder when
it's gone." - Mattie Crawford, 2020
Thanks so very much Greg for sharing your story here on TW for all of the other Neil Young fans out there. Your courage and compassion is an inspiration to us all.
On Aug. 21, 2020, McGarvey’s six-year labor of love Count the Colors was released, with each of the 10 tracks serving as a small tribute to
Di Sandro and the unforgettable moments of their two-and-a-half-year
relationship.
McGarvey began writing Count the Colors in 2015, drawing influence from his favorite childhood band The Everly Brothers and their album Songs Our Daddy Taught Us.
“They showed me it’s OK to be direct emotionally at times,” he said.
“The Everly Brothers showed me that it’s OK to wear your heart on your
sleeve a little bit.”
Greg McGarvey - "Specks Of Paint On Your Fingernails"
(live at Hopetown Sound)
Greg overcame tremendous hurdles to write and record his tribute songs to Marcellaincluding the devastating loss of both parents, lack
of funds and a pandemic. From the support of many friends, he raised $2,500 through a GoFundMe
page to
complete the album.
A Facebook Live concert streamed on the day of the release at Marcella’s home, where her sister
still lives, with Greg singing his songs. Several pieces of Di
Sandro’s artwork sat behind him, while Marcella’s jacket hung off the arm of a
chair nearby.
Greg remembers:
"I'm not much of a piano player.
I remember one day in her music room, she sat next to me on the piano bench as I began to play a few bars of some long-forgotten tune of mine. She was in tears within seconds.
This lady was a musical spirit. Probably still is.
I wrote this and many other piano tunes in her music room.
I get chills every time her spoken part comes up and she reads the meaning of her name. Of course she was a young warrior. When she crossed over, she had specks of paint on her fingernails."
- live sound by Brian Dale Allen Strouse
- video by Pier Giacalone
Greg McGarvey - "Something So Beautiful" (music video)
On our second date, I took her into my partially burned-down house.
Set
for demolition sometime later that year. I showed her my old bedroom.
All the things I had to leave behind. Like some bizarre, semi-charred,
water-damaged museum of my old life.
All the music made, love made, art
made. The many existential crises. All the searching for something
beautiful. The unmistakable stench of a place that has recently been on
fire.
"You were the sunlight that made the glass shards glisten like diamonds
if you looked at them right."
I take words she spoke to me and turn them back on her. “How could you
make something beautiful in a place like this?”
I’d been singing at the bar where we used to hang out. I followed her
and, on the way home, she suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.
She thought she hit a deer, but we couldn’t see any sign of one. Must’ve
just missed ‘em.
We just stood there, sometime after midnight, on this stretch of the
road where there’s nothing but big fields and big skies, until she
stopped shaking. I liked being there to make her feel better.
A moment
so simple that it could easily be forgotten. I’m taking that moment with
me.
It might have been the day of the funeral. I was milling around her back
patio alone; my first time at her house after she passed on.
All her
stuff was still there, but I could never talk to her again.
I had one of
those intense cries where you become your own extreme weather event for
a few minutes and afterwards you’re left feeling cleansed but with a
lot of debris to clean up.
It was only a few weeks earlier, on the last day that was able to speak
clearly, that she told her aunt, if she could be anywhere, she’d be
wandering around Chapel Hill with her family and me. I remember suddenly
showing up on the back porch one day when she didn't expect me.
I'll
never forget how she beamed when I turned the corner.
“We didn’t wait ‘til the sun came out. We’d just turn the key and
drive.”
“The support of her friends and family almost six years later, that’s
the reason I feel comfortable putting her name in a song, telling the
story of her. They told me it’s what she would’ve
wanted me to do with her memory.”
“There’s just so much
new life around me. And that, combined with my natural tendency to want
to find the next adventure, it was never going to be an option sitting
around thinking my life was over at 31. My tendency is to keep looking
forward and find the silver lining in things.”
A great outlook Greg and all the best from here on your travels until we meet again.
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