Hop, we jump ahead to the year 2000. Neil is 55. A mellow, laid-back phase. He works hard, loses track of time, but the love that binds him to his wife never grows old. If that isn’t sweet!

I may sound like I’m making fun of him, but not at all. First of all, because Neil is the very first rung on my personal pantheon, but also, and above all, because some men know how to say simple, beautiful things without descending into melodrama or absurdity. Neil Young is one of them.

Silver & Gold, from the album of the same name (apparently his 25th studio album, which seems pretty wild, considering that the one released last month would be his 50th. I’m not entirely sure how they’re counting, but the guy would have released as many records after turning 55 as he did in his prime… Crazy.).

Hop, on saute à l’an 2000. Neil a 55 ans. Veine calme et tranquille. Il travaille dur, ne voit pas le temps passer, mais l’amour qui l’unit à sa femme ne vieillit pas. Si c’est pas mignon !

J’ai l’air de me moquer, mais pas du tout. Déjà parce que Neil, c’est la première marche de mon panthéon, mais aussi et surtout parce qu’il est des hommes qui savent dire des choses simples et belles sans sombrer dans le pathos et le ridicule. Neil Young est de ceux-là.

Silver & Gold, tiré de l’album du même nom (a priori son 25e album studio, ce qui paraît assez dingue puisque celui sorti le mois dernier serait le cinquantième ; je ne sais pas trop comment le compte est fait, mais le mec aurait sorti autant de disques après ses 55 ans qu’au top de sa forme… Fou.).