Rock and Roll Hall of Famer Neil Young is stirring things up again. This time he is rolling on down the road not only with an auto-centric concept album but with his own electric ride. Fork In The Road, whose … see full wiki
When I'm looking for spiritual solace, I probably won't turn to this album, unless my pain can be attributed to my car, or maybe if I can convince myself that the "she" and "her" in the lyrics is a real-live woman rather than a Lincoln Continental. The album itself is like Young's Continental, an old-fashioned vehicle retooled for modern times and now smoother than ever, a heavy metal contraption composed of grinding guitar, rolling drums, and cruising bass. It rides easy, but it drives hard, like rock 'n' roll was meant to be, hitting you in the gut while patting your weary heart. "Johnny Magic" crosses the double yellow line, but the steel pedal guitar in "Light a Candle," swaying like a spirit from the past, reminds us where we've been and where we're going. Yeah, it's an album about a car, and no, no rocker's ever loved a car this much--not even Prince with his little red corvette, especially since, for the last time, he wasn't singing about a car--but it's fun and it's true, and that's all rock was ever supposed to be. My favorite verse, confirming that Young is happy as a hog playing the role of rock's country bumpkin: "Got a pot belly/It's not too big/Gets in my way/When I'm driving my rig/Driving this country/In a big old rig/Things I've seen/Mean a lot." Even in today's economic climate, that's got to be worth a tank of gas. Sorry--a tank of electricity.