“More Barn!” Classic Album Sundays celebrates Neil Young – Harvest + After The Goldrush
In 1972 when Neil Young wanted to play his new album Harvest to his friend and sometime collaborator Graham Nash, they rowed a boat out into the middle of the lake on Young’s California ranch.
The huge bank of speakers for the left channel was set up in Young’s house with all the windows open whilst the right channel speakers where over in the barn which was also a make-shift studio.
After a few minutes Neil said to his friend, “It’s too house heavy.” before standing up in the boat and shouting at the top of his voice to his producer on the shore “MORE BARN!!!”.
Join Classic Album Sundays Orkney curator Adrian Holmes next Sunday afternoon (4th August) at 4pm at The Sound Archive in Kirkwall to celebrate Neil Young and hear many more tales of one of rock’s most prolific, uncompromising & outspoken singer-songwriters before listening to both After The Goldrush and Harvest on vinyl, uninterrupted on a great hi-fi system.
Tickets are available from Grooves, via See Tickets or on the door.
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A song for our times…………..
“After The Goldrush”
Well, I dreamed I saw the knights 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 through 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.
Neil Young