The best tracks on Psychedelic Pill are when Crazy Horse are given time to stretch out. “Ramada Inn,” clocking in at little over fifteen-minutes, is the heart of the album. It’s Young’s softest vocal take which revolves and turns on a repeated lyric, “She loves him so/she does what she has to.” As he frequently does on the album, when his vocals drop out in favor of sludgy guitar, Young lets his guitar mirror his just past singing lines. If “Driftin’ Back” contains the righteous vengefulness of “Revolution Blues,” then “Ramada Inn” is Pill's “Cortez The Killer.” It’s searching and wondrous, yet morbid beneath it’s soaring grungy exterior. The other monster track, the appropriately titled “Walk Like A Giant,” is a eulogy for an idealistic baby-boomer generation. Crazy Horse is at it’s most stormy, stomping around a mindless whistling that gets doomier as the song moves along. Young sounds strained as he sings, “think about how close we came."
There are misses on Psychedelic Pill, like the title track’s Guitar Center flanger or the old man honky-tonk of “Twisted Pill” which has the unfortunate chorus of “if I ever get home/let the good times roll.” But on an hour and half(!) hour album, these mistakes get buried quickly in favor of greater and better-executed ideas. That Young is still making sonically adventurous albums at his age is amazing enough, that he avoids the pitfalls of preaching to an already converted fan base keeps his releases interesting.