[pissant]

No, a song is either good or it isn’t. Judged by many people over the course of time. Whether you like the melody or the lyrics or the singing is purely personal. Some folks think Sinatra was the greatest singer of last century. I don’t necessarily agree, but I know this: In 50 years time people will still be relishing Sinatra music. And in 50 years, 100 years time, people will still be recording Dylan songs and buying his music. And I imagine there are songs duylan has forgetten to as to why he wrote it.

But he didn’t forget why he wrote his classic “It Ain’t me Babe”. He was giving the finger to the protest movement.

He didn’t forget why he wrote the classic “Forever Young” which he wrote for his children.

He didn’t forget why he wrote the classic “Blind Willie McTell” about the bues singer Bling Willie McTell

He didn’t forget why he wrote the classics “Sad Eyed Lady of the lowlands” or “Sara” or “You’re big Girl all the Way” for his wife/then wife.

And he didn’t forget why he wrote the most Pro-Israel, anti-terrorist song I’ve ever heard, “Neighborhood Bully”.

It goes on and on over for the last 49 years.

[investigateworld]

Ironic thread here. Yesterday, I was at a BBQ where a 20's guy put on a CD with C&W classics like " She's Gone Back To Whore'n...."

Then he starts talking about his Dylan collection. What a day.

[ETL]

IMO, Dylan is to music what Picasso is to art. Open to an infinite number of interpretations while on the surface often ugly. Yet both are described as ‘geniuses’.

Picasso, btw, was part of the Soviet plan for screwing up American culture with meaningless garbage replacing traditional art.

[BluesDuke]

But [Dylan] didn’t forget why he wrote his classic “It Ain’t me Babe”. He was giving the finger to the protest movement.

And here I thought the closing lyric of the closing song on the album (The Times They Are A-Changin') previous to the one (Another Side of Bob Dylan) featuring "It Ain't Me, Babe" was his eff-you to the protest movement:

Oh, a false clock tries to tick out my time
to disgrace, distract, and bother me
And the dirt of gossip blows into my face
and the dust of rumours covers me
But if the arrow is straight and the point is slick
it can pierce through dust no matter how thick
So I'll make my stand and remain as I am
and bid farewell and not give a damn.

---From "Restless Farewell."