NILS LOFGREN SUCKS EGGS
Nils Lofgren does not have an identity problem. You may, though, when you consider that he was discovered at 17 by Neil Young, had a Top Forty LP produced by the likes of A1 Kooper, has carried a public torch (immortalized in Nils Lofgren's "Keith Don't Go") for that guitariste mysterieuse Keith R. of the Stones, but somehow manages to integrate these diverse threads in the small, shy Italo-Swedish human being you see onstage ripping out power chords while airborne from his trampoline.
NILS LOFGREN SUCKS EGGS
Not really, but you read this far, didn't you?
by Susan Whitall
Nils Lofgren does not have an identity problem. You may, though, when you consider that he was discovered at 17 by Neil Young, had a Top Forty LP produced by the likes of A1 Kooper, has carried a public torch (immortalized in Nils Lofgren's "Keith Don't Go") for that guitariste mysterieuse Keith R. of the Stones, but somehow manages to integrate these diverse threads in the small, shy Italo-Swedish human being you see onstage ripping out power chords while airborne from his trampoline.
Not that some of the names people affix to him don't sometimes hurt. One magazine dubbed him "The Punk Guru of Washington, D.C." Nils sighed. "That's in someone else's eyes. I mean, I'm trying to be a normal, mature human being. If I come on like a punk anyway, well, that's God's fault. As long as they're trying to turn someone on to my music, they can call me all the names they can think of."
But actually, the Rock Crit Establishment has been very sweet.
"...this is one boy whose time has come," purred Jon Landau (Rolling Stone).