Posted on 05/24/2024 7:05:37 AM PDT by shadowlands1960
Oh, please. You are underinformed about the person, the poster, and the gospel.
Him giving the middle finger to commies like Pete Seeger is good enough for me.
“Political World”
Always thought this was a cool video
Bob Dylan - Tight Connection to My Heart (Has Anybody Seen My Love)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nheBN2UWAaM
A beautiful vision. Whether it is accomplished or not, his devotees will do plenty.
Wonder if you saw Patti Smith accepting Dylan's Nobel Prize? He had too much investment in his man of mystery image or his actual humility to accept it himself; so he asked her to go in his place. She was so nervous, she flubbed up, apologized and had to start over. I could not believe my eyes at the entire spectacle.
I’d say the Nobel prize in Literature 2016 is being recognized.
Love the Victor Hugo reference. You guys are making me want to stick around here (May 17, 1998 68,000+ posts).
Congrats... back then I was on the enemy side, didn’t come over until Obama’s mob took over the DNC.
I think Hugo’s funeral attendance used to be listed as a world record... apparently the entire city of Paris came out for it. I think we should be that way with writers, teach young people that words and word-craft is important.
I think Obama's receipt of the Nobel for Peace ten years earlier so totally turned off most on this Forum that there is virtually no subsequent award that we would have considered noteworthy, not because of the recipient, but because of the stain on the Nobel Committee. But I take your point.
“And, next time you listen to “Only a pawn in their game”, listen hard to the line, “they’re lowering him down as a king” note the brief pause between the last two words in the line “as a..King”
Prediction?”
Christ or the dragon?
Kingdom or prison?
(The thousand year baffle)
Favorite cover
Boots of Spanish leather Nanci Griffith
Lily, Rosemary, and the Jack of Hearts
Idiot Wind
Mister Tambourine Man
Let Me Die in my Footsteps
Desolation Row
My father loved that song.. Dylan’s version, he even shopped around for “boots of Spanish leather.” Didn’t find any that I recall, in that pre-internet age. I think he just wanted to say “..check out these boots, they’re made out of Spanish leather... like the song” . heh.
Indeed, God breathed Creation into being with the Word!
Sadly, we are living in an age where a few years ago, activists at the University of Pennsylvania removed the portrait of William Shakespeare that had hung over the staircase in the ENGLISH DEPARTMENT for the prior 100 years and replaced it with a black lesbian poet that no one outside their bubble has ever heard of, then or now.
That's why it will be up to devotees of Dylan's work to foment widespread tributes of many kinds.
I forgot - Ballad of a Thin Man.
Regarding the MSM: “You walk into the room like a camel and then you frown”
Oddly prophetic...
“They’re selling postcards of the hanging
They are painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town”
And take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
The haunted frightened trees
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
With one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea
Circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate
Driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
Praise be to Nero’s Neptune
The Titanic sails at dawn
Everybody’s shouting
“Which side are you on?”
And Ezra Pound and TS Eliot
Fighting in the captain’s tower
While calypso singers laugh at them
And fishermen hold flowers.
Sweet.
It would have been a serious omission. ‘Thin Man’ was sort of Dylan’s ‘Babbitt.’ The harassed middle class man, always two steps behind of what is really ‘happening.’ Dylan played the piano on that one and did it well.
The powers that be couldn’t stand to have this one out and about...
https://www.bobdylan.com/songs/let-me-die-my-footsteps/
I will not go down under the ground
Cause somebody tells me that death’s comin’ ’round
An’ I will not carry myself down to die
When I go to my grave my head will be high
Let me die in my footsteps
Before I go down under the ground
Let me drink from the waters where the mountain streams flood
Let the smell of wildflowers flow free through my blood
Let me sleep in your meadows with the green grassy leaves
Let me walk down the highway with my brother in peace
Let me die in my footsteps
Before I go down under the ground
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