WXPN is having a musical tribute today in honor of Neil Young’s birthday Saturday – which was also the birthday of my friend Mike – and King Britt.
Okay, so here’s my Neil Young story.
When I was about 15, I went with a friend to see Neil Young and Crazy Horse at the old Electric Factory. (Admission was $2.50. Minimum wage was, I think, $1.25.)
Anyway, we got invited backstage. We stood around, watching the band. Some people offered us drinks; we declined. Finally, we said we were leaving.
“Leaving? What do you mean?” a shocked roadie said.
“It’s a school night. We have to go home,” I explained.
We had no idea we were invited back for, uh, a specific function. It took me decades, but I finally figured it out.