Neil Young had a pretty good 1970. In addition to yesterday’s Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young album, Deja Vu, he released the solo record After the Gold Rush, considered one of his best.
The album has the same country folk style as his work with CSN, a contrast to his previous solo effort, the harder-edged Everybody Knows This is Nowhere.
By now my standard line on Neil Young is well-worn. I like the songs, I hate the voice. With a few exceptions, I just can’t stand listening to him.
I wish that weren’t the case but it’s not exactly something I can willfully change.
In armor coming
Saying something about a queen
There were peasants singing and
Drummers drumming
And the archer split the tree
There was a fanfare blowing
To the sun
That was floating on the breeze
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies
Look at Mother Nature on the run
In the nineteen seventies
I was lying in a burned out basement
With the full moon in my eyes
I was hoping for replacement
When the sun burst thru the sky
There was a band playing in my head
And I felt like getting high
I was thinking about what a friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie
Thinking about what a friend had said
I was hoping it was a lie
Well, I dreamed I saw the silver
Space ships flying
In the yellow haze of the sun
There were children crying
And colors flying
All around the chosen ones
All in a dream, all in a dream
The loading had begun
Flying Mother Nature’s
Silver seed to a new home in the sun
Flying Mother Nature’s
Silver seed to a new home
Meet Me In Montauk 
Well, we’ve gone many a round over the years debating the relative annoyance of Young’s voice as compared to others you love such as Rufus Wainwright and Morrisey. And I get why you wouldn’t care for Young’s voice, but his songwriting is top notch.