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The column takes a break from its break to bask in the glow of Neil Young's recent Nashville concerts and promise a couple of online reviews of it soon
By Louis Black, Fri., Aug. 26, 2005

Reminding me of nothing so much as Brian Wilson's Smile, the entire concert was of a piece; but rather than resurrecting a lost album, this was a whole new creation, in which such songs as "Old Man," "Needle and the Damage Done," and "Comes a Time" seemed finally at home: a startlingly mature work that, while denying none of life's tragedies, insisted that the direction is forward. Young has always pushed boundaries while continually reinventing himself, but given the darkness of so much of his material, the warmth and celebratory aspects of this work literally give the audience chills. Imagine "Needle and the Damage Done" not as a "Tonight's the Night"-type lament but instead a hymn of affirmation: "I've seen the needle/and the damage done/A little part of it in everyone/every junkie's/like a settin' sun."
Young seems to have achieved some kind of peace, finally accepting that the past is past. The most eloquent poetry of the evening was not in lyrics but in the ways that, while singing and playing (clearly channeling Ian & Sylvia), his wife, Pegi, and he just couldn't stop smiling at each other.