Waging Heavy Peace

"When music is your life, there is a key that gets you to the core. I am so grateful I still have Crazy Horse, knock on wood. You see, they are my window to the cosmic world where the muse lives and breathes.

I can find myself there and go to the special area of my soul where those songs graze like buffalo. The herd is still there, and the plains are endless. Just getting there is the key thing, and Crazy Horse is my way of getting there.

That is the place where music lives in my soul. It is not youth, time or age. I dream of playing those long jams and floating over the herd like a condor. I dream of the changing wind playing on my feathers, my brothers and sisters around me, silently telling their stories and sharing their spirits with the sky. They are my life.

How often can a guy make a living doing that?

Not that often is my guess, so I accept the extreme nature of my blessings and burdens, my gifts and messages, my children with their uniqueness, my wife with her endless beauty and renewal.

Am I too cosmic about this? I think not, my friend.

Do not doubt me in my sincerity, for it is that which has brought us to each other now."

Neil Young, Waging Heavy Peace, pg. 137

It's a long winded way of saying: It's good work if you can get it :laugh:

Heavy, Dude.