Comment of the Moment: Neil Young's Unreleased 2001 Album "Toast" w/ Crazy Horse
Yesterday, "Toast" -- Neil Young's unreleased 2001 album with Crazy Horse album premiered on Neil Young's archive website.
Here is an epic Comment of the Moment from the irrepressible Flyingscotzman (aka Scotsman) on PREMEIRE: "Timberline" from Neil Young's unreleased 2001 album "Toast" w/ Crazy Horse:
So glad to have you drop a thought or 2 here Scotsman. Always our pleasure to feature as a CotM. The Neil bounty still yields huge bounties after all these decades is approaching miracality for a certain generation.
When you come back for a visit here @ TW, you don't just casually drop by but drop us something to chew on, hold and savor. We are honored and humbled by you and many others who generously share so much. So we give back to the community and the circle goes round and round.
Also, see Comment of the Moment on "Toast" - A Roadstory: Neil Young Shares Thoughts on Unreleased 2001 Album by Tony "Hambone" Hammond in the UK. (See "Toast" - A Roadstory: Neil Young Shares Thoughts on Unreleased 2001 Album.)
Also, see ‘Are You Passionate?’ Turns 10 Years Old and Neil Young's Album of the Week: 'Are You Passionate?' + Defending AYP?
Labels: #CrazyHorse4HOF, albums, crazy horse, neil young, toast, unreleased
Greetings to all at Thrasher's. I've been totally "away" from music for the last few months, busy with other projects, and so have missed out on a lot of the discussion.
I still haven't listened to the last 3 "bootleg series" releases, and still have a couple of timeline concerts to catch up on. Anything else I've missed out on?
I have, however, already listened to Toast. I see a lot of perceptive comments already, from Ian and others.
I know from correspondence elsewhere that some have missed my comments here, the last few months, and others have been glad to see me go.
So I'll take that as glass-half-full, and will post my first impressions on Toast very shortly!
(Yes, the "first impressions" are almost as long as Driftin' Back, and will surely upset people who don't like it when I have a viewpoint. If so: GOOD.)
I hope you are all well, and wishing you a happy listening session to the "new" Crazy Horse album.
A heartfelt suggestion:
Do not write Toast off as a 6/10 Are You Passionate clone.
Because it turns out this long-awaited record—one where anticipation could only be flecked with uncertainty—is exciting. More exciting than anything I've heard in... ages.
It has moments, many moments, that are so sublime it's hard to believe they've been locked up for the last 20 years.
A few months ago I "boldly" (cough) proclaimed this record would, at very least, be interesting.
Well, it's certainly that. It's *fascinating*. And electrifying, too.
Because, within the nuts and bolts of this album, there's an "exposed wire". It sometimes causes the songs to misfire. (Listen to some of the not-quite-there guitar soloing and the occasional throwaway lyrics).
But it also causes exciting *sparks*, with thrilling frequency.
And it makes this album feel vividly, vividly *alive*.
There's another major difference, too, between this music and Are You Passionate:
Toast is a Neil Young album. With all the haunting idiosyncrasies you'd expect from a Neil Young album.
Whereas Are You Passionate is a Neil Young album *in disguise*.
I fear the slightly comical word-image of the previous sentence may dim the impact of what I think is a valid point.
And it's a point that needs some nuance. So I may very well complicate the point by trying to clarify it.
An artist has to protect his spirit. And I think that's what Neil does on Are You Passionate. He makes a genre record... and starts to bring his family back together.
With that in mind, consider this:
EVEN THE *ALBUM COVER* OF "ARE YOU PASSIONATE" IS AN EXAMPLE OF MISDIRECTION.
It wants us to *believe* this album is a story, or about *other* people (or just another 80s-style concept-experiment with genre.)
Neil wants us to think he's acting. Even though the real act is that he's *not* acting.
In that way, Are You Passionate sort of feels like a deliberate "self-forgery". Toast doesn't. But it's not a case of "Toast is good, AYP is bad".
(I did warn you there was some nuance).
AYP isn't the end of a relationship. It's Neil actively battling to keep it together. And the theatrical mimicking of the soul sound-signature gives him the shade he needs to "stand in the light of love". (A paradox!)
All that is part of what it means to be a Professional Creative, too. For reasons we'll get on to shortly.
So to us, Toast is "just" music.
And to us, Shakey: Neil Young's Biography is "just" a fascinating book written by a charismatic writer.
But to Neil, they're his life.
Art is *about* life, but when it becomes *indistinguishable* from life itself, it becomes dangerous.
Little things are blown out of proportion — seeming far bigger (and more dangerous) due to their closeness to heart.
And that's when Kurt Cobain kills himself, or Elvis Presley *the person* becomes submerged by his career.
Other people get hurt in the fallout, too. Because when people are fearful, they act in inconsiderate ways. Many of us are guilty of that, on occasion: it's part of what it means to be human... unfortunately.
So, do I prefer Toast to Are You Passionate? Early impression is a very emphatic "yes".
But I think I understand (and can enthuse about) why Neil chose to make AYP, instead. And actually, I'm glad he did — because the concerts from Germany 2002 (with Poncho and the MGs) are superb.
More musings:
On Toast, Neil's singing is among the most intimate you'll ever ever hear, and the production is fantastic.
The fragility of his voice (a weakness on the AYP mix of Goin' Home) is *transformed* into a strength by bringing it up-front, compressing it, warming it up with some haunting echo. It feels like a direct link to Neil's soul.
(And, again, you can see why that might cause the artist to blink; to think twice).
The sound-mix of Goin' Home is a million times better than on Are You Passionate. And the overdubs (lots of gorgeous, colourful overdubs on this album) help propel the song into a higher gear.
The result? The best Neil Young song of the last 20+ years finally has a worthy representation on record.
There's one more thing I wanted to say, because I have a hunch there is somebody out there who needs to hear it:
In a world where the soulless forces of social media try to compel us to comply... to fit in... to be fearful of even the *suggestion* of social rejection... to obsess about "likes"... to act like cloned automatons (for God's sake)....
It's becoming increasingly rare to hear music like this.
Music with soul that actively rewards the listener for seeking out the kind of fragile nuance that the system actively seeks to kill.
My suggestion: treasure it when it arrives.
And treasure the people who make this sort of stuff, too — because there aren't many of them.
The artist, too, has a responsibility. To keep at it. To respect herself *and* her family *and* her audience. And to do the music justice.
(Forgive me if I'm sacrificing clarity by being a bit vague, in the last few paragraphs. But I don't think I'm talking total gibberish.)
On that note! Thanks for taking time to read my rant.
And congratulations to Mr Young on releasing a powerful (but still seemingly-fragile and *sensitive*) piece of music into a dangerous world.
I promise you, it will survive.
Scotsman.