Over the years we’ve developed a few theories about who the Hoffman Road Budweiser guy is. We’ve suspected kids, the neighbor with the dog whose breath smelled like liquor one morning when we engaged him in conversation and the guy who built the new house up on the hill. In fact last summer we became certain he was our man because he defaulted on his mortgage, moved out and the pile of beer cans dried up.
I stuck my head over the embankment as we walked by the other day and couldn’t believe my eyes. We brought two Wegmans bags with us the next day and the pile of 24 ouncers barely fit in. Whoever he is he probably has a red nose and black bow tie.
My favorite thing about the Neil Young autobiography is not the wild stories about familiar names, it’s the little things like when he visited Costco for the first time. “My first big purchase was a set of replacement brushes for my Sonicare toothbrush.” Marveling at the vast organic food section and then remembering all the small mom and pop stores from his youth he writes. “I felt pretty old for a moment and then I regrouped and realized I was alive and should be thankful.”
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i liked the neil book too. i started it loving him of course, but then got conflicted as the book went along. he’s supposed 2b a big environmentalist and all, so it bugged me that he buried his big bus that was lined with lead. and it bothered me that he would put the kids to sleep in the camper and take them along as he went bar-hopping and drugging all night back in his party days.
i dont do well with contradictions.
I hear you on that. There’s plenty of cringe but I’m thankful for the good stuff. Ever read about Picasso’s personal life? I still love his work.
Am I the only person alive who shrivels at the sound of Mr Young’s nasal whine? Several friends have suggested me to be a candidate for a public stoning (no pun) for expressing that opinion. By nature I am repulsed by celebrity but Neil went to the top of my personal dislike listl when I saw a clip of him wailing on his guitar while an offstage fan was aimed at his mane.
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