I find it incredibly fitting that, while recording an album full of heretofore foreign synthesizers and vocoders, going on about the rapidly changing world, the inhuman ability of digital perfection, the rapid distance being drawn between people in increasingly connected worlds, Neil chose to rework Mr. Soul, a song he wrote in about 5 minutes in 1968 about feeling changed by fame, struck by success, unsure of the disconnect that exists between the Known Self of the Public Eye and who you know yourself to be. That distance never quite shakes you, even after all the change and progress. It’s always a cold wind that catches you through your jacket. Is it strange you should change?
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