World Record REPRISE
8/10
IT seems an obvious thing to say, but you get the feeling Neil Young’s new record is important to him. In the old days – the days that press behind the simple, shaky, beguiling, bemusing, finally burning surfaces of these songs – your first impression of the album would have been its cover. And there, without fuss, he lays things bare.
Up front comes a photograph of his father, the writer Scott Young, caught striding down the street in suit and tie, raincoat over one arm.
