Letters submitted by NYA Members for Neil
Thanks Folks
Love reading these letters you send.
It gives us a personal connection
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Hey, Neil.
I was just listening to the Archives Volume Three and thought it would be pretty fucking awesome if you did a “Hey Hey, My My” version DEVO-style updated with the lyrics including “DONNIE ROTTEN” (with Amyl or someone). There’s never been a more rotten MF in the history of our planet. And it’s time for you to deal him a final blow.
Sending this with all my love and appreciation for everything you’ve done through the decades. You have shaped my world view and it was a dream come true to see you in Bend last year.
Universal One, Bless You! You have made a huge difference for the good of our planet.
Sincerely,
Ron
Ron
I would focus on positive things to do in our situation.
Thanks,
LOVE Neil
Be well
Hi Neil~
Hope all is well and that you are gearing up for Farm Aid. I will be watching at home. Thankful for live broadcasts and improvements in technology.
Glad to hear NYA didn’t ‘give up’ on the PLH page. I have noticed a few glitches since the upgrade.
I was fortunate to attend a live meditation and discussion with JKZ, the father of Mindfulness last week. Finding that peace within.…
My practice has deepened recently as my 84-year-old mom had to be moved into memory unit due to her cognitive decline, wandering and fall risks.
She has not ‘recovered’ from the death of her husband, my dad. My father was a professional photographer in the ’60s and ’70s. My parents were followers of Willie Nelson, attended many shows, and, according to my mom, met him. My dad carried a Hasselblad at times. I have yet to find any photos of WN; however, I did find some interesting photos of the moon landing. There are ten various pics (4X4) of the event printed on ‘a Kodak paper’ on the back and a black marking on the border of the photo side. I found them in the safe.
My parents were not transparent about their finances and such.
Any thoughts on those pics would be appreciated. As far as the PLH page, I will submit another article. Where shall I direct it? I highly recommend we conduct a live meditation and discussion with your and D’s presence to all members of NYA. Just a thought … Mindfulness matters.
As always, thank you for taking your time to read my words.
Much love,
Linda
Thanks Linda,
We will tell you where to send your articles….
LOVE Neil
Be well
Hi Neil, hope yer well, just a short question: are you planning any euro dates to make up for last year? Was so looking forward to taking my daughter to her first neil show.
Health comes first, hope this ain’t a cheeky question.
Jim
Greenock Scotland.
Looking at Italy and France first,Then the rest of Europe if i do another tour, because they were missed by the tour planners last time out.
Thanks Jim,
LOVE Neil
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Hello Neil, autumn is here again and dark nights, perfect for movies and music
Egil
Yes!
Thanks Egil,
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Hi Neil,
I know you and Paul McCartney are close and have collaborated, and you played with George Harrison at BobFest. Have you ever played with Ringo? I’d love to hear that.
Longtime listener, longtime letter writer,
Ryan from T.O.
No i have not. he is a great drummer!
Thanks Ryan,
LOVE Neil
Be well
Hello. I’ve loved the song “Soldier” by Neil for decades. I recently learned there might be a video version with the fire you can hear in the background of the recording. It would mean a great deal to me if I could see this. Does it exist? Can you please let me know how I could watch and listen to it?
Thank you much.
And please thank Neil from the bottom of my heart for him and his music.
Looking for that one. I think we have it!
Thanks,
LOVE Neil
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Inside Greendale in The Hearse did it.
I had noted some earlier enjoyments to send in: Barn, with They Might Be Lost, Children of the Fires and Floods, the ears-intimate guitar sound on Welcome Back and the fine camaraderie. And Road Rocks: World on a String, Winterlong, Bad Fog of Loneliness (Telecaster), Words (big fun for all), Ben crying out on Tonight’s the Night, Spooner subtle and sweet and the killer Peace of Mind. Camera views/edit, mix to hear all parts, Keltner swingin’, Duck groovin’, Pegi and Astrid rich (and soaked), Cowgirl solos, Mellow My Mind.
Then comes Falling From Above. Love this song and take (yet you all are gonna do another). The timing is great: When I was young, people wore what they had on (versus) … a little love and affection in everything you do, will make the world a better place, with or without you. Comes when I’m annoyed with my aging spot, while recognizing the best choice of how to behave next.
Thanks again, man.
Cheers,
Sandy
Lake of Bays, Ontario
Thanks Sandy,
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Be well
Neil!
Looking forward to the new LP.
By any chance, does film exist of the Greendale concerts performed at Radio City Music Hall during winter 2004? I recall a little extra intensity to the performances as compared to the summer 2003 tour.
Thanks!
Greg
We are looking!
Thanks Greg,
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Be well
Going on tour to see Neil Young in 2025 … It wasn’t just about going to concerts. It was about coming full circle after 46 years.
DUBLIN. WITH EMANUELA. IN THE POURING RAIN.
That’s how it begins. You and me, Emanuela, my wife, my love
Malahide Castle, outside Dublin. An Irish June, which means winter. Freezing cold, wind that chills you to the bone, and a vertical, vicious rain—the kind that never stops. We were soaked to the bone before it even started.
There we were, caked in mud, huddled together under a rain jacket that was completely useless, our hands frozen.
Then he came on stage. Neil. With that hat, that guitar. And he started playing.
And in that moment, the cold was gone. The rain was gone. There was only that voice, weathered like our lives, singing the same songs we used to sing when we were 14 in our little bedroom. There was “Like a Hurricane,” which really was a hurricane raging above us.
Being there with you meant this: that after all these years, we can still hop on a plane, get soaked like two silly kids, and be moved by the same thing. It was our concert. Intimate, epic, romantic in the downpour.
I thought it ended there. Instead, it was just the beginning.
THEN, THE OVEN (38 degrees). WITH THE IDIOTS.
A few days later, a complete change of scenery. From 8 degrees and rain to 38 degrees in the shade and scorching sun
The 9-seater Mercedes van. Let’s call it what it is: a cattle car. Driven by idiots. Wonderful idiots.
Paolo, Lorenzo, Andrea, Francesco, Giovanni, Giorgio, and Sergio. Seven 60-year-old idiots in a rented black van, with the AC cranked up to 1000 and our playlists playing nothing but Neil
Brussels, Groningen, Berlin, Mönchengladbach. One name after another, like the stages of a full Tour of Europe we never actually did.
35, 36, 38 degrees. The asphalt was melting. We were sweating, cursing as we searched for parking, getting lost, laughing like we did when we were 18. Warm beers, sandwiches wolfed down on the highway, blisters on our feet, black T-shirts soaked—not from rain but from sweat.
And every night, him. Always him.
What did it mean?
It meant realizing that we’ve never stopped. We’ve been listening to Neil Young since we were 14. 1979. We had long hairs and Levi’s 501s, and we already knew that “Cortez the Killer” was more important than anything else they were teaching us in school.
At 60, we’re still there. We haven’t gotten any wiser; we’ve just gotten older, with knees that ache if we stand for five hours. But when the harmonica in “Heart of Gold” kicks in, we’re 14 again. All seven of us.
It meant that friendship isn’t about fancy dinners. It’s about six or seven of us crammed into a nine-seater Mercedes that reeks of sweat, arguing over who gets to pick the music…—we always end up playing Neil anyway—and singing at the top of our lungs, even if we’re way off key.
Dublin with Emanuela was love that withstands the cold and the rain.
The summer tour with Paolo, Sergio, Lorenzo, Andrea, Francesco, Giovanni, and Giorgio was proof that our adolescence never ended. We just parked it in a van and drove it around Europe.
By the end, we were exhausted, sunburned, and hoarse. But rich. We saw our Italian, Dutch, and German friends, plus the Americans, on a faraway road trip.
Because how many people can say they’ve followed their hero from when they were kids all the way to age 60—first in the pouring rain with the love of their life, and then in the European asphalt desert with their idiot brothers?
We can.
Long live the idiots
Old Coyote
Thanks Coyote,
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Be well
Hey Neil-
Hope you’re well. Looking forward to seeing you in Bridgeport.
What have you been listening to lately?
-Thomas
Thanks Thomas,
See you there…Listening to the world!
LOVE Neil
Be well
Hello,
Could you please add functionality in Movietone to be able to fast forward to sections in the movies. At present there is no way to do this, and its quite frustrating if the browser crashes and you have to go right back to the beginning of a film.
Thanks,
Andrew – Patron
Thanks Andrew,
Good idea..looking into that
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Be well
Hi how about Stand for Peace in Philly? pushing 70 and enjoyed every show here and in Camden prices a bit steep but worth it.
Ever though about IMAX film? sure would support.
Be well. keep it going please we need it now more than ever.
Peace out
Frank South Jersey. I stand for peace.
Thanks Frank,
Looking at that now….
LOVE Neil
Be well