20. Neil Young, “Sample And Hold” (Trans, 1982)
After digging deeper into Neil’s ’80s work, I’m starting to think Trans is getting overrated in comparison. Yes, it’s the one where his voice is cuh-razily filtered through synths, but it was hardly his only adventure into digital, and half the tracks are cheeseball yacht pop with bongos. Not that that’s so awful; the track most likely to make my Top 40 after this admittedly awesome cyborg stomp was “Little Thing Called Love,” the post-lobotomy Lindsey Buckingham opener that I hope freaks out folks who now come to the album anticipating Kraftwerkian weirdness.