I just found this tonight by accident. Neil Young’s Natural Beauty from 1992.
When everyone in the audience was hearing it for the very first time.
Countless people may strum guitar chords and sing a song and make enjoyable music, without the need for “fancy pickin.” But few perform it with so much infectious emotion as Neil Young, so that it moves the deepest wells of what the most optimistic among us call the soul.
Who make art right there in the invisible air.
“One more night of Love’s magic fire…”