Posted on 07/29/2006 8:18:50 AM PDT by Rocko
I love both folk and rock.The first half dozen albums he released are all classics.I,for one,think he pretty much ran out of ideas after Nashville Skyline,but that's my attitude about talented singers and groups in general...their earliest work is almost always their best.
Get the newest remastered and spin it a few times.
"The Weight", "Chest Fever", "I Shall Be Released", "We Can Talk About It" and "Long Black Veil" would be good enough to place it on anybody's Disc2Die4 list, but Levon making drums actually moan (!) on the opening Masterpiece, "Tears Of Rage", moves it to the top.
"His early work was certainly edgeier, critical and cryptic.
It's all right Ma, I'm only whining!"
About 1993 not knowing the 94 election revolution was coming, I was in a distraught state about our nation, and one night while house sitting at a friends house, I listened to those old Dylan albums, curious if I would find solace in them or if my modern ears would hear liberal nonsense.
Well , Dylan sounded as revolutionary to me as he had in the sixties, his music wasn't about liberalism, it was about freedom and independent thought, and as a now mature man, I marveled at his intelligence and wisdom for such a young guy.
They certainly do. "Time Out of Mind" and "Love and Theft" are equally great.
Nice choice. I'm equally impressed with "Not Dark Yet" and all of "Love and Theft."
That's just the way liberals are (those in the audience).
And John Lennon's been on ice a while.
This rendition is hilarious and contradicts 40 years of information.
So now it wasn't such a bad head injury after all and Dylan actually did it to himself so he could catch some zzz's.
This goes right along with the rewrite that says Dylan wasn't a revolutionary making some discomforting waves for the power structure; he was just a wandering, barefoot minstrel boy.
We've become a nation who thinks historical perspective is going back all the way to February.
So let me introduce to you...
Did you read the Sounes biography?
On his greatest hits volume two, there are a gaggle of tunes not from earlier albums that were made post accident. When I Paint my Masterpeice is one of those. As sublime a song as ever recorded.
What kind of bike was it?
It was easy to see he was definitely on something since he had the same look, characteristics and mannerisms as myself who at the time had a massive heroin habit. In those days speed, & meth while available was rarely used & my guess at the time was he was a heroin dope fiend. I worked in a recording studio in those days and would guess that more than half the studio musicians & artists I worked with were hooked on smack.
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PBS featured him on their American Masters series.
At one concert, you can hear Dylan directing the band to " play it loud " as they came on stage for the electric set.
The clips of the press confrences are something else. The press was asking incredibly stupid questions. Some things never change.
Probably a Triumph..
I think that might have been the program (yes, I watch PBS from time to time). I remember people in the crowd screaming "Judas! Judas!" while he was playing. After the show some in the audience seemed inconsolable and on the verge of tears.
I guess it might be the equivalent if the five members of Metallica put away their instruments and formed a choreographed Boy-Band.
Well, the neighborhood bully, he's just one man, His enemies say he's on their land. They got him outnumbered about a million to one, He got no place to escape to, no place to run. He's the neighborhood bully.
The neighborhood bully just lives to survive, He's criticized and condemned for being alive. He's not supposed to fight back, he's supposed to have thick skin, He's supposed to lay down and die when his door is kicked in. He's the neighborhood bully.
The neighborhood bully been driven out of every land, He's wandered the earth an exiled man. Seen his family scattered, his people hounded and torn, He's always on trial for just being born. He's the neighborhood bully.
Well, he knocked out a lynch mob, he was criticized, Old women condemned him, said he should apologize. Then he destroyed a bomb factory, nobody was glad. The bombs were meant for him. He was supposed to feel bad. He's the neighborhood bully.
Well, the chances are against it and the odds are slim That he'll live by the rules that the world makes for him, 'Cause there's a noose at his neck and a gun at his back And a license to kill him is given out to every maniac. He's the neighborhood bully.
He got no allies to really speak of. What he gets he must pay for, he don't get it out of love. He buys obsolete weapons and he won't be denied But no one sends flesh and blood to fight by his side. He's the neighborhood bully.
Well, he's surrounded by pacifists who all want peace, They pray for it nightly that the bloodshed must cease. Now, they wouldn't hurt a fly. To hurt one they would weep. They lay and they wait for this bully to fall asleep. He's the neighborhood bully.
Every empire that's enslaved him is gone, Egypt and Rome, even the great Babylon. He's made a garden of paradise in the desert sand, In bed with nobody, under no one's command. He's the neighborhood bully.
Now his holiest books have been trampled upon, No contract he signed was worth what it was written on. He took the crumbs of the world and he turned it into wealth, Took sickness and disease and he turned it into health. He's the neighborhood bully.
What's anybody indebted to him for? Nothin', they say. He just likes to cause war. Pride and prejudice and superstition indeed, They wait for this bully like a dog waits to feed. He's the neighborhood bully.
What has he done to wear so many scars? Does he change the course of rivers? Does he pollute the moon and stars? Neighborhood bully, standing on the hill, Running out the clock, time standing still, Neighborhood bully. Copyright © 1983 Special Rider Music
I read an excerpt from his new autobiography. Dylan was never quite the hippie that his fans were. He wrote where he started purchasing firearms to protect him and his family when "fans" began to make pilgrimages to his home Many of these fans that showed up in his yard and on his doorstep were a little frightening.
Actually my least favorite Dylan period was the period that brought him most of his fame. My favorite Dylan starts with the Nashville Skyline album.
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