In the Afterword to the 1997 edition of Neil and Me by Scott Young Scott is told by a Glaswegian that Neil once busked in Glasgow near the train station. Scott eventually asks Neil to confirm this and Neil says yeah, he made about a pound. And it was filmed. I guess this is a portion of the film.
I've always had this habit of making a beeline for a person's music-book-movie collection to snoop at what they listen to -read-watch. It's a compulsion I can't help - especially with the 1st visit. When younger it was narrowed down to records and books. A girl's collection of records usually consisted of these: at least one Emerson, Lake & Palmer record was a certainty, ABBA, Fleetwood Mac, Carole King's Tapestry - check, Nick Drake, James Taylor, Bob Seger's Night Moves, Hall & Oates - sweet Jesus, please don't play that, Peter Frampton's live record, Melanie, Van Morrison's Moondance or Astral Weeks and so on. Now some of these records I liked but it was typically on the secretive side. And then I think of things I had them listen to while cruising aimlessly about for hours and can only conclude that women folk are far more durably patient. The point of all this babbling is I stumbled upon a song I hadn't heard for ages - the last time was long ago on some girl's record player.
But you know you've made it when you have a valet to prop you up when you feel like leaning off the stage. That's style, you see.
And what the hell happened to his old Hohner tele at the end there? It looked like he tossed it into the air and it never came down. Does he also have a guitar-catching valet? Odds are, yes, he does.