The summer of 1970, I was writing for a small music tabloid in Montreal that promoter Donald K. Donald was bankrolling. I did mostly album reviews, and got a LOT of free albums that summer (some of which I still have). It was also the summer that the Kent State killings occurred. Like many, I went down to the U.S. Consulate, with former CHOM DJ Angus McKay (who also worked on the magazine), on Dr. Penfield Avenue (then with a different Anglo name, was it McTavish?) to protest, until they turned the fire hoses on us. It was a big crowd and since we weren't the first to arrive, we were at the rear of the crowd, so we didn't get sprayed.
That autumn, exhausted from all the free albums I had to review that were not my first choice, I bought Young's "Everybody Knows This is Nowhere" with my own money, and spent many an hour that autumn playing along to that album in my room, trying to emulate his tone and feel. He's not a highly technical player, but he knows how to go for broke. Some of the live Youtubes of "Cortez the Killer" may strike one as excessively long, but on closer inspection he manages to build melodic solos in a methodical way that maintains your interest. Not flashy, just sincerely emotional. He also knows how to use the butt of his picking hand to restrict sustain in useful ways, which he clearly demonstrates here. Maybe it's just something you have to work on when you play a big hollowbody that is always at risk of feeding back if you let things ring out too long.