What's wrong with Dylan???
Nuttin. I love Dylan. Even met him once. My sister calls it the Bird and Bob day. Saw him in a cafe in Ventura. I walked up and said, "you're Bob Dylan" then burst into tears because I was so overwhelmed. While he was comforting me (I was a pretty little 15 year old surfer girl at the time), a bird let loose on my sister who was standing right behind me. I mean it LET LOOSE on her. EW. Might possibly be the most humiliating day of her life. So I mention it often.