Classic Album

Here I sit, on Monday, August 1st, (just for the record, hasn't this summer flown by?) and I have just finished cleaning my house and am enjoying a beer. Anyway, I put on After the Goldrush, which may just be the definitive Neil Young album... It never ceases to amaze me how music can take you to places that you never thought you would return to. After a very painful break-up (which turned out not to be too permanent) during my sophomore year of college, I played this album TO DEATH. At the time, every lyric spoke to me in an incredibly personal way. I could relate to every word that came out of Neil's mouth, in a way that I don't think I will relate to ever again. So, here I sit, listening to this amazing album and I am immediately transported back to my teeny, tiny (and disgusting) apartment in Plattsburgh, NY, three plus years ago, sitting on my little bed with my darling little puppy Ella (who, FYI, I miss more than words can even express), mourning the loss of a true love. I think of it all now and it sort of makes me laugh. I have traveled miles and years since those sad days in the Spring of 2002, but yet, a little After the Goldrush, and I am right back there. That is the reason that music is such an amazing thing. It can take you places that you've never been, and then, instantaneously, forever bring you back.

But only love can break your heart, try to be sure right from the start...