Neil was onto some weird shit in the eighties. Following a vocoder-filled electronica album in Trans, he made a half-hour of rockabilly and fifties rock. A fun idea in theory, but most of the songs here are just plain boring - it's an album that sleeps on ideas, with its kind of music already done and Young himself making no attempts to improve or personalise it. Have a listen to "Payola Blues" to get an idea of what was going on, but it's probably best to leave this one for collectors and die-hards only. Go and get Harvest, you little shit.
