Primal screem

"Ragged Glory" reminds very strongly to an overgrown, knorzigen tree. Not really nice for powerfully rooted at first glance, but in the ground.
What Neil Young and his boys can whistle because of the amplifiers, you will never forget so quickly the sawing and hammering in the ear canals.
So on the other hand some grunge band seems almost toothless.
To praise the quality of Young's songwriting would be carrying coals to Newcastle, but in a time in which we constantly largely talentless bimbo be palmed off with their brain and soulless song than music, so does a primal scream as "Ragged Glory" twice as good.