The Viking Age clinker-built boats and ships were held together using both wooden and iron nails, as evidenced by the finds of rivets, roves, and spikes. Iron nails are not the first material to come to mind when thinking about Viking Age boatbuilding, but they were used in the construction of boats and ships. Sailboat keels are typically made of reinforced fiberglass layers, steel, or wood, depending on the hull material and boat model.
The first serious indication of iron being used as a substitute for timber components was around 1670 when the naval industry began. Fastenings were not intended to draw components together; they were used to keep the pieces together. Screws were used to keep the pieces together, and lock nuts were used whenever possible.
Brush nails were used to treenail the hull, and they are seen on professional model builders’ models. By the Roman era, iron replaced copper nails in shipbuilding due to its greater strength and lesser cost. Modern production boats often use marine brass, which contains less zinc than cheaper brass but is still cheaper.
It is suggested that the boat was originally built using copper nails, with brass screws and galvanized bolts added later. A microstructural examination of nails removed from an unknown wooden sailing ship found on Onslow Beach, North Carolina, showed that they had metal tools, but built their ships using wooden nails for the framework and rope to lash planks together. The ship was riveted with copper nails, but not iron rivets, as there is not enough research to determine the exact use of these nails.
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📹 NEIL YOUNG – OLD MAN
Sing-A-Long Old man look at my life, I’m a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, I’m a lot like you were. Old man look at my life, …
Neil is a big model-train collector, and my Dad used to run into him at train shows and ask if he bought anything good. Neil would open his bag and show my Dad his new engine and they’d chat about it like it was no big deal. Just a legend showing my Dad his trains. We used to joke that he’d sing to my Dad, “Old man take a look at my train, it’s a lot like yours.”
My dad left when I was 12 and I didn’t see him again until 36 years later. It was a song that expressed the raw emotions I was feeling about my old man. The song took on a whole new meaning for me later in life.. As fate would have it, I ended up having to be his caretaker for the last 6 years of his life. I am glad I had a chance to get to know and spend time with him. Now I am the old man.
I was one of the luckiest guys in the world. I married my childhood sweetheart and had two children. First born a son and then a daughter. My son joined the Military in the mid 80’s and I missed him immensely. I listened to this song all the time. and when he got out of the military him and I worked together and became not just closed but best of friends. him and I and also his mother went to quite a few Neil Young concerts together. this always had a heavy effect on me a lot more than I did on him. he was a great kid a wonderful son and the greatest friend anyone could have. unfortunately I lost my boy to pancreatic cancer and life is not and never will be the same for me again. I miss him so.
Me and my Dad used to blast this song, late Autumn nights in the Garage. Him working on restoring an old 1948 BSA bike, me fixing up and modding my small 125cc honda. I didn’t realise it then, but they were the best days of my life. The safety. The togetherness. The love we had for each other. It’s 8 years on now from his departure. Ironically, he died whilst riding his bike on his way home from work. God I miss him. A piece of me died that day. Yet this song takes me right back, to the days I’ll never get back. But the memories I’ll hold on forever. These songs are like fragments of existence, etched into my soul, making me relive emotions of the past. Songs evolve in your experience through life. Now I reflect on my old man, reminiscing, and I know one day, I’ll be reflecting as an old man myself.
Listening in 2024? In 1971 when “Harvest” came out, my gf bought it for my B/D on 8-track, remember those!? I about wore it out on my Olds F-85’s tape player!!! Incredible, original, fine all by himself, not needing a back-up band, and yes agreed, this is the best version! Just six steel strings & a human voice, so incredible indeed! Hell ya I’m still listening at 70 & hope to still be in my 90’s!!!
When this came out I was ten, Neil was 26, and my dad was 60. I thought Both my dad and Neil were old men. I listen to it now, I’m the age my dad was then then; Neil’s the same age my dad was when he passed, and my youngest is nearly Neil’s age when he sang this. Neil and I are both old men. This song always felt like it was talking about the road in front of me. I listen today, and for the first time it’s in the rear view mirror. “I’ve been the first and last. Look at how the time goes past.”
Up until Covid . I played gigs (solo acoustic) in south Florida, and this was always in one of my sets. I first played “Old Man” back in 1972 when I only 24. And now I am still playing it, going on 74, I finally really get it, after broken marriages, lost relationships, hard living, drinking, drugging, and more importantly a lot of serious reflection. I am now, that Old Man. Let’s all try to be the best Old man we can be
Great Song from 1971!Thanks Neil!!! – I’m 52 and last week, for the first time in my life, was called an old man – by a stranger – that I got into a confrontation with. I wasn’t too deeply insulted, for some reason- maybe because I don’t see myself as old, or maybe since it was unexpected? Just don’t feel my age – emotionally. Physically, I’m going downhill, but emotionally, I think I’m very much like I have been my adult life. – What has changed? Well, I’m wiser and better at fixing things, and don’t have overly big dreams anymore. I’ve lost my hair in some places, and it’s now growing in other places. I now value life more and avoid risky behavior – think motorcycles or speeding. And, the best thing about my age is that I have a 23 year old son – so that is awesome! Anyway, if you’re reading this, I wish you well, and peace of mind.
Getting and feeling a bit older these days….this song has had many different meanings to me over the years. I used to dread being that old man when I was a kid, then as I got a bit wiser I thought I hope I could be better than my old man was. Now I consider myself lucky to have met and listened to all those wise old men I’ve met over the years and I’m trying to show my son the wisdom you can gain to listening,learning and seeing the world thru those old man eyes.
I listened to this song all day, on my 24th birthday. I was severely depressed.. my mother and brother after futile effort of convincing me, went on to celebrate my birthday without me at a restaurant. i could hear them and restaurant employees singing me happy birthday song on phone call with my mother. I had stayed home listening to this song on repeat until i fell asleep.. im in a better place now, but songs like these keep me going more than could be imagined…
“Doesn’t mean that much to me, to mean that much to you.” I’m not sure I ever heard that lyric clearly before, and hearing it really makes me wanna call my dad and just talk to him, hear his voice. I’ve still got time left with him here, I don’t wanna see him go and worry about what wasn’t said. I’m gonna call him.
I hope Neil reads these comments, people actually wore out your records playing them, no hype no gimmicks, no pop flash attention, Neil is a real true hearted musician that grabs you by the Heart strings and plays your soul into painful blissful honesty, you let our pain out. Thank you Neil Long May You Run !
I was 19 when Neil did this one … It hit me then …. and floors me now at 66. The meaning goes much deeper now. Life has handed me a few ass whoopins …. but I always got back up …. sometimes slower than others, but I always got back up. This song always gets me misty thinking of the wrongs I’ve done …. and the wrongs that were done to me. Those that gave this 10,567 thumbs down have no idea what’s in store for them … I hope they are able to get back up too …. I’d love to share a bottle with anyone else that has been kicked around and GOT BACK UP !! GOD BLESS YOU ALL !!. I think I’ll listen one more time ……
Had to listen to this tonight. My husband passed away in January. Guess what his name was. Yup. Neil Young. I miss him terribly and this Neil makes me feel close to him. This song touches my soul. Thank you Mr. Young for the beautiful songs you wrote during the time we were married. 47 years alot of memories. Wish I could have taken my husband to one of your concerts…now he listens to you in Heaven.
My father passed away two and half years ago. After years of anger and discord, we made peace with one another before he passed., thankfully. Father and son relationships can be so unnecessarily complicated. He would’ve been 90 a few days ago and has been on my mind a lot recently, I heard a cover band play this song last night and was really touched. I have listened to this version at least a dozen times in the ensuing 18-hours. I am crying as I write this. I miss you Pop!
When I was maybe 8 years old my two older brothers and I shared a room. We had one computer and we would always watch a couple of music articles before bed. This was one of my first experiences with YouTube and I remember perusal this article more times than I can remember. I will never forget pausing the article for five minutes before playing it so that we could watch it all the way through without any buffering. Time sure does fly
I was 12 when this song came out, and I asked my grandfather for 2 dollars to buy this (and “Heart Of Gold”) 45 RPM records. I brought it home and he heard me playing it in my room on my little GE record player, and he kind of laughed and said “Boy, are you tryin to tell me sumpn?” Gramps has been gone a long time, I still miss him very much. No one loved me like he did, and no one taught me things like he did. Not even my dad.
This is my favorite version of not only this song, but Neil Young as a man and an artist. We are always at the peak of talent, strength and beauty in our youth. BUT… those of us who survived the journey through life have evolved into a serenity and understanding of things that the youth today cannot touch, let alone understand:)
Many years ago I attended a Neil Young concert at the Jubilee Auditorium here in Edmonton Alberta Canada. It was a bitterly cold night, about -30 below. I remember he refused to play when he came out on stage until they turned up the house lights so he could see the audience. He told the stage hands in the wings that if he couldn’t see the audience it might as well be an empty theatre with a sound system playing people clapping. Just Neil Young, a guitar or two, and a piano. It was not so much of a performance as a glimpse into who he was at that time. This was one of the songs he played that night. He claimed he had written on the plane on his way up from California. He explained that he had just gone through a messy divorce and moved out to his ranch that he had bought much as he does in this article. He admitted that at that point in his life he was at an emotional low and a hurting unit. He also told us that the song was about one night when he sat with his Foreman and they got drunk together. The Foreman didn’t have much use for that long haired Hippy but as the alcohol took over their conversation turned to how life had worked out for each of them with it’s lofty successes and it’s heartbreaking lows and Neil realized that despite their differences in age and background, they weren’t all that much different. Each had loved and lost and suffered for their loss. It was and is the best concert I have ever been to. He received over six standing ovations that night………
I lost my dad 5 years ago, and after a couple or weeks or so after he died, i stepped into this song in YT. It was the first time i heard it. And i started to cry through the entire song. Even knowing that maybe the song is not inspired in Neil’s father, the lyrics hit me so hard. I’m a lot like my old man, and i miss him so much every day since he left.
Just buried “The Old Man” today with full military honors along with the Patriot Gaurd attending. I hear this song and it fills my entire soul with pride just thinking of him and all he’s done and taught us “boys” about being a real man and what that means in his definition, I only hope I live up to the lessons he taught…. There will never be another one quite like him.
I recently completed a counselling unit as part of a Teaching Degree at University (as a mature age student). I had some really profound conversations with a classmate about our fathers and how they shape us, intentionally or not. Dad’s 82 now and in recent years, it’s really hitting home to me that I haven’t got forever with him any more. This song becomes more powerful to me the older we both get.
From the moment he started singing you could hear a pin drop as he had the audience’s attention right away. Then he blew it out of the ballpark with that chorus. How could one man and a guitar alone be so powerful? 1971? A bit before my time but this performance was mesmerizing and sent shivers up my spine.
His voice sounds amazing. Just a man and his guitar, so effective. Ive had an accoustic guitar for over 10 years, it sits in the corner of my room on a stand gathering dust, i still really havent mastered how to play it, although every now and then i’ll pick it up, tune it and strum a few chords. I’m 42 and i can tell you i dont want to get old, but i dont want to die either. Life is amazing, life is crazy…I still miss my ex girlfriend. Its been 4 years. I have dated a lot of people, or should I say been on quite a lot of dates, and been in a few relationships, yet i have never met anyone like her. I would be considered decent looking i guess, but that counts for nothing. I feel lonely sometimes. I wish i hadnt messed things up with her in the way that i did. If i had a magic wand things would be different. But life goes on, and life is good too.
My “Old Man” was killed by a drunk driver back in 83. He was 68 yrs. 9 mos. old. WW2 vet., Pearl Harbor survivor, Korean War vet. Now, I’m 68 yrs. 6 mos. old. Disabled Army Shield/Storm vet. Now, I’m the “Old Man”. Seems like life has just flashed by. So bizarre. You old timers know what I’m talking about. I gotta stop now….
Grew up in the 60s and 70s it’s not only my opinion but it’s a fact the greatest two decades of music will never be repeated! I’m now 71. Extraordinary life! Never thought I’d live this long. I will tell you how he was able to write like he did. Only an empath like I am can recognize another empath .. it makes life difficult but I wouldn’t want it any other way. Part of the brain soaks in dozens of times more of what is going on around you then other people can . you are able to see into the souls of people you just know things that other people do not. I’m guessing that as a child he already had the feeling and the knowledge of a 50 year old.. that is how being in his twenties he could write like he was 80 years old . Don’t know why but I suddenly needed to hear this song .. for the very first time via my phone I watched this performance.. dear God what can I say except that I wept and wept
I was lucky enough to see Neil in Santa Cruz about 1982. Similar to this he started the show solo with Comes a Time and then Old Man. Though I’ve seen him Crazy Horse many times in and around Santa Cruz and the Monterey Bay Area, that show at the SC Civic was by far the best. Thanks and Peace to you Neil.
And I’m turning February 4th which is this year 0204 1967 I’m turning 57 years old so I really like this song just like I like a lot of the music. It’s this son of a gun. I was a go backwards but that means I’m older than I’m what I says I am. Thank you. I’m the West Coast. I live in a very small town Pacific City, Oregon on the West Coast. If you blink your eyes you can miss the whole damn town cuz that’s how big it is
The best thing about music is, this song was irrelevant and boring to me for 27 years of my life. I saw it as just some emotional and square classic rock piece that my boring 40 year old uncle would like. But now that i’m 30 I can say without a doubt that this is one of maybe 30 songs that can bring me to absolute tears at how beautiful it is. So grateful to be able to rediscover some music I passed by with the brutalness of life to give me a yearning for more meaningful lyricism and emotional complexity.
I know this song by going on a couple camping trips with my dad when I was young. I hear this song and think of those times I can barely remember and now hear the song after he passed and Reminisce even more. Now that over a decade has passed I understand why he had me listen to this song he loved so much. I believe I feel the same way he did now that I’m older and have a family
His guitar and his music will not be forgotten. Really beautiful ballads yet he could rock the fuck out with wreckless abandon in his heart, but became polished over the year’s. I give 0 fuck’s Neil about politic’s. Its always about the music then it truly had thing’s important to say, and there was virtue, even know all hell was breaking loose. So I just transport my head to either nice melodies, harmonies, and or lyrics, or in the 60’s case all 3 were past superb and dynamic. So Thank you, you got me through some rough time’s via the music!
This is just a magnificent performance of a great song–raw, emotionally powerful, heartbreaking, rich with universal references. That imperfect but wholly original and emotionally strong voice that is uniquely Neil Young. It represents Neil Young at his best. Not the matter of being a soulful acoustic number but the brilliance of the composition and the way he sings it. Unfortunately, Neil’s muse left the building about 25 years ago but he’s continued to put out grossly sub-par songs that undermine his legacy. Still has the voice and the guitar, still has the ability to website that power he infused the best songs with. But no songwriting to even come close to his best work of the early to mid-career periods (from Buffalo Springfield to his solo albums, the work with Crazy Horse as his backing band, etc.) Fortunately, we still have his very best songs preserved in different ways to enjoy forever.
We drove 11,000 miles across the U.S. this past summer and while we were in Moab Utah we came across a guy who lived in a tiny shack attached to a cave, this man was so intelligent and welcoming we all made plans to hang out with him the next day. That next day was full of nothing but smiles and laughs, he had told us he hasnt had company like us in years and began to play the guitar… he kept screwing up with certain songs being nervous saying that he has never played and sang with other people around, then he said there is this one song that I love to play, as he began to play old man, wow did he play and sing it perfectly. It was so fitting to, here are all of us in our 20’s relating so much to this guy who is in his 50’s living a completely different life, I hope you are doing well Ross.
I think I was about 14 when I saw Neil Young perform in Winnipeg. I can remember sitting cross legged on the floor of gymnasium, looking up at the stage and seeing and hearing an unbelievable talent. No one knew who he was – we just knew he was one of us. Was I an impressionable youth? You betcha! What a gift ! Still impressed!
Someone asked me a few weeks back what my all time favorite song was and I didn’t know how to answer because I love music…. this is my first time hearing this song unplugged(I have the album version) I’m absolutely blown away….it’s 100% this song, I’ll never tire of it. This song will always remind me of my father.
I really enjoy it. Neil Young’s younger songs that he did. Actually I like all of his songs. I’m very blessed to get to hear them on YouTube. I’m sorry I’m out of the mix. I really love a lot of people’s music. I’m just out of the mix cuz I well. I guess you could call me. Doesn’t matter. Nobody would believe it anyway. Actually I’m just a hillbilly beachcomber mountain girl that doesn’t get she doesn’t. If I got rid of everything I own then I could go see one of those bands that I really enjoy. That’s called the Armani lake so I’ve seen a couple bands that I got on my bucket list. But I just want to tell Neil Young. Thank you for his music. There’s so many people that I actually enjoy their music. I just never seen them. Most of them are gone. It’s really bums me out so thank you this wildflower
Hard to believe that there was a time when such critical, deep, profound, thought-provoking art like this was actually considered “popular”. Neil was one of scores of artists making incredible poetry like this. And they actually sold by the millions and millions. This wasn’t some art-house snobbery, “hipster only” music, this was music being played on top 40 radio for kids. Unbelievable! Have we actually devolved as a people? Or am I just being cynical?
Old man, look at my life I’m a lot like you were Old man, look at my life I’m a lot like you were Old man, look at my life Twenty four and there’s so much more Live alone in a paradise That makes me think of two Love lost, such a cost Give me things that don’t get lost Like a coin that won’t get tossed Rolling home to you Old man, take a look at my life, I’m a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that’s true Lullabies, look in your eyes Run around the same old town Doesn’t mean that much to me To mean that much to you I’ve been first and last Look at how the time goes past But I’m all alone at last Rolling home to you Old man, take a look at my life, I’m a lot like you I need someone to love me the whole day through Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that’s true Old man, look at my life I’m a lot like you were Old man, look at my life I’m a lot like you were
You just will never ever hear anything that Mr Bob has created it’s true uniqueness and truths of thee matter of this world is in da United States or England or Whatever Country or Geography location he has brilliant stories inside of a Song and how can anyone remember or come up with his awesome musical Genius that he is he seriously has one heck of brain his IQ or Whatever is I can’t describe it haha 😂 thanks Mr Bob for all of your odd beautiful Stern dramatic with demeanors and intent you have Created 😅 brilliant
I work in construction, and everyday on my way to work I usually try and set myself in a good mood, by playing loud music, mostly rock, mostly neil young, and people look at me like I’m crazy.. but deep down, they’re the crazy one’s, because I am being free in this world, they can never be themselves because they are scared of judgement… this song reminds me of my father, and now this song fits my shoes. 2018 god bless you all!
I’m an old man now. I play this on my guitar a lot, even though the lyrics aren’t meant to be sung by an old man. I can’t even see 24 in my rearview mirror anymore. I play more of Neil’s songs than anyone else’s. I hope Neil outlives me, cause it’ll just about kill me if he dies. I’ve seen him in concert 4 times now. I hope I get to see him 4 more.
Neil Young makes that guitar sing like an angel, and his voice wow! Who would have thought he would still be gigging live in 2017 – On the 16th September at the KeyBank Pavilion in Burgettstown, Pennsylvania played host to the 32nd edition of Farm Aid and who rocked the whole show, yeah you guessed the one and only “Neil Young”. He’s played every “Farm Aid” to date – Keep up the awesome work.
Holy fuck! I wonder if the audience knew how historical this performance was. Could you imagine being witness to something like this?No one sounded quite like this at the time. The way he plays acoustic… you just never heard it like that live before. Only Jimmi, Bob Dylan, Bob Marley, Led Zeppelin, RATM and few others ever sounded that good live.
Brings me back to youth where good music was the nucleus of friends, parties, adventures and relaxed, happy daily life. 16 bucks for concerts you’ve never forgotten and memories that lasted a lifetime. Talent and magic seeped from the airwaves, giving an air of excitement on what was to come. The pledge of allegiance was respected and we prayed before dinner. How sad for the younger generation to have that ripped from them, to be replaced with narcissistic socialites in Hollywood who teach the lie that beauty, money and possessions is the way to happiness, leaving the rest of society feeling second rate.