Paul Simon: Still Crazy?

PAUL SIMON and I are alone in a large, dim, empty room in a Manhattan rehearsal complex and he’s zippered up to his throat, ever-present baseball cap pulled low and body language that suggests he’d rather be taking a hot bath. I’m trying to tell him that he’s made what may be the finest record of his 40-odd year career. You’re The One is complex and grand but exudes calm and beauty, as musically meticulous as ever but entertaining and moving, funny and comforting. He thanks me, stone-faced and apparently unwarmed.