Fear Not! We'll Always Have Paris. Forever.
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— banksy (@thereaIbanksy) November 13, 2015
As we said last night, Paris holds a special place in our hearts here at Thrasher's Wheat.
And -- no matter what -- We'll Always Have Paris. All of us. Forever. No one can take Paris away from any of us. But we are not "Charlie" -- never were -- because we are all Parisians as we suffer for our brothers and sisters.
A bit more on the latest "newz" from Paris, below. (As always, this isn't as bad as it looks. It's not good, but it is definitely not something to get paralysed in fear over, for sure.)
But first, our fond memories of Paris in the summer of 2013. It was a very hot summer night in Paris. Literally. Temperatures on the rail were as hot as the night of transcendent music.
So while out on the road in the summer of 2013 following the Neil Young and Crazy Horse Europe Concert Tour, we came across quite a range of Neil Young fans from around the world.
And we heard lots of Neil stories.
But here's a Neil story that really stuck with us and gives us lots of hope.
Here's the scene. Paris in the hours and minutes leading up to the night's Neil Young and Crazy Horse concert. We were hanging out on the floor of the venue, sitting amongst a big mix of Neil fans from around the city, country and world. Young & old and everything in between.
We found ourselves sitting amongst a group of young-ish fans in their teens and early 20's. We tried to strike up a conversation but none of the group spoke English. We tried to make a little small talk with what language we had in common to pass the time. Eventually a mutual friend joined the group and we asked them to translate for us.
"Is this your 1st Neil concert?" Yes, they all nodded.
"Have you heard the latest Neil CD?" No, they all nodded.
"Any favorite Neil Young songs?" No, they all shrugged.
"Anyone have any Neil music on your phones or iPods?" No, they all nodded.
Hmmm. "OK, so let us get this straight. You're not familiar with Neil's music, right? And his English lyrics aren't widely understood by your generation here in France?
So why are you here?"
Our new translator friend condenses the responses as so: "We are here because we've heard that Neil Young's music is important. And we have come tonight to find out why."
A Neil Young concert can be a gathering of the vibes. Those who get Neil. Those who see the vista and hear the muse. Those without fear in their minds and love in their hearts. Literally tears of joy to find the answer blowin' in the wind.
Neil Young
"Rockin in the free world while the answer is blowin' in the wind."
So hot that Neil played the end of the concert with an iced towel around his neck before tossing into audience in an attempt to cool things down.
For us -- Paris was the best Alchemy show we've seen thus far. That includes the 2012 dates, as well.
The crowd was on fire singing, dancing and hanging on every lyric and note.
The "Rockin in the Free World" finale was a total surprise and blowout and the Paris crowd loved it.
For those who attended the Paris concert of Neil Young & Crazy Horse this past weekend, you know it was one their hottest gigs ever -- literally and figuratively.
Stage temperatures were approaching over 90 degrees Fahrenheit and Crazy Horse was on fire.
Neil Young & Crazy Horse
Paris, June 6, 2013
(Click photo to enlarge)
To begin to describe the exhilaration in the moments after the lights came up as all the rusties raced to the center rail to share stories, we collided with all of our new and old rustie friends. For us -- with a Ralph Molina's drumstick in one hand and a guitar pic played by Neil Young on Ol Black in our pocket -- our vibrational energy was off the charts into stratospheric levels of euphoria.
But then something truly magically happened.
Up comes our newest Neil rusty friend Jacqueline clutching the cherished iced towel that Neil had tossed into the crowd. Still cool and wet, rusties gathered to touch, feel and cool down collectively. And then we all hugged.
Never before has our body and soul ever experienced so much vibrational love energy. It flowed. It exploded. it raced thru our veins with a shot to the heart.
It was as if the energy of Ralph's drumming, Billy's pounding bass, Poncho's chunky chords and Neil's love hit us all like a lightening bolt from the heaven's above. A magic jolt ... if you will.
It was truly a love and only love moment.
Trying to find peace of mind
Spirit come back to me,
Give me strength and set me free
Let me hear the magic in my heart.
The Alchemy Boys in all of their ragged glory splendor
Can you feel the magic in our hearts?
As we said last night, Paris holds a special place in our hearts here at Thrasher's Wheat.
It was a mistake to pull the plug on the global "LIVE EARTH" broadcast last night. The show must go on. That is what the victims would have wanted. Stopping the show is what the T's wanted to do. So score another ONE for the T's again.
Every time you react in fear, terrorism wins. The only way to defeat fear (aka "terrorism") is with fearlessness.
BUT.
At this point, all of the "newz" seems to be 2nd or 3rd hand reports. More than 24 hours later, where is the surveillance footage from Paris cameras that would have caught all of these acts? Where are the eyewitnesses and hostages who actually saw something? Why was the media reporting on the number of terrorists killed before any official or police statement? Why are the passports of suicide bombers intact and pristine? Kind of like the 911 hijacker "magic passport".
Odd, indeed.
Maybe just "synthetic terrorism"
(Don't take our word for it. Do some independent, non-mainstream media research. You will be shocked by the truth but it will make you stronger.)
In fact, this Paris event was all but predicted back in January of this year on The Economist Magazine cover.

It is a huge disappointment that the French intelligence was unable to stop what seemed to be an open secret, widely chattered about. Many were issuing explicit November warnings, but alas to no avail. You don't suppose French authorities allowed this event to proceed for ulterior motives, do you? Who would ever believe anything so nefarious?
Just as 911 precipitated the Patriot Act in the USA, these events will be used to usher in a French equivalent of Patriot Act. Don't fall for it France. This is a ruse to be used to take away your freedoms. Trust us when we say this from experience.
This is the price of freedom. These T's are simply cowards and have nothing. Their desperation is quite evident that we're in the end game now. This is no time to fear.
Actually, there is nothing to fear. It's all an illusion.
We are not "Charlie" -- never were -- because we are all Parisians.
And so begins the bombing as French war planes attack the ISIS "capital" of Raqqa in retaliation. That didn't take long.
"Whosoever shall give up his liberty for a temporary security deserves neither liberty nor safety."
~~ Benjamin Franklin
"Give me Liberty or give me Death!"
~~Patrick Henry
"I'd Rather Die Free Than Live a Slave" - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2634510/
Like Charlie said:
"Soldiers! don’t give yourselves to brutes - men who despise you - enslave you - who regiment your lives - tell you what to do - what to think and what to feel! Who drill you - diet you - treat you like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don’t give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don’t hate! Only the unloved hate - the unloved and the unnatural!
Soldiers! Don’t fight for slavery! Fight for liberty!"
And -- no matter what -- We'll Always Have Paris. All of us. Forever. No one can take Paris away from any of us.
Liberté, égalité, fraternité, rouillé
solidarity,
Paris
Paris - June, 2013
A Rustie Trifecta
Ralph Molina's drumstick & Neil Young's towel & guitar pic
Paris concert of Neil Young & Crazy Horse
It was The Magic Love of A Very Hot Night in Paris: A Neil Young Story, for sure.
More Concert Reviews of Neil Young & Crazy Horse in Paris, 2013.
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