The obit for his career is something deserving of a few more words than I can give it at the moment.
I wonder things like "the words and pain were necessary to hold together his smash solo take-off; but was it just the sound, or was it those words, that created that huge connection?" I think rejection's something common to adolescent and adult alike, creating an emotional state from which expression is crucially difficult. I find it a poignant bookend to his work, that he once again feels rejection. (This may be in part why he's attracted much derision---it may be seen as his indulgence.) Also, you can be a rocker but you can never take people back, in their minds, from a plethora of safe MOR adult contemporary vehicles, from which no star can return to relevance.
There's a reason Neil Young found himself in the middle of the road "so I headed for the ditch."
I'll be back with more this afternoon.