Okay, so I made, for me, anyway, what I would consider one of the ultimate “yearning” and longing Bob Dylan mixes – a set list – that perhaps could be or should be for the almost broken-hearted. Not quite totally devastated, but perhaps there is a ray of light? So all of the songs on the list speak to some yearning, of which there are many Dylan songs (although I left off what I would consider some of the more obvious ones, like “It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue”]]>
Because Bob Dylan’s fans span generations, I
*You can listen to any of the songs mentioned in this article by clicking here and scrolling down to the song name. - ed.
Why can’t we get enough of Bob Dylan? Why are we such voracious consumers of all that he produces – hell, even if we loathe the vehicle, even if, like me, you saw a CD of songs sold through Starbucks that had supposedly influenced Dylan, you bought it anyway, hating yourself the whole time for buying into anything that had anything to do with Starbucks and music, and in particular with Dylan - not because he’s some saint, but because part of you somehow figured he was above that fray. Mind you, if you’re in there in the first place, the question to ask yourself is why the hell he should be “above” something you clearly are not.
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It’s somewhat ironic that Simon Cowell of American Idol… uh, notoriety, has stated that Bob Dylan’s music “bores him to tears.” Moreover, “…the Bob Dylans of this world would (not) make American Idol a better show.” Cowell went on to say he preferred Kelly Clarkson and that he had “never bought a Dylan record.”
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World Tour, 1966
I really want to like, or even better, I would like to love the cover of Dylan songs the same way I love the original of one of his songs – and sometimes, that happens, though not often, but read on, because that’s not what this review is entirely about, but let me continue. In the very least, I want to hear something that is on a par with the original. I want something that is a new and interesting take that makes for good listening that I would feel confident recommending to readers in my music column or]]>
First, the lyrics to this song are important if one is to understand why Dylan is so worked up here. You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
One hates to look back, especially given the title of the book, as well as the DVD that accompanies (or really, the other way around) of this title, Don't Look Back, filmed by D.A. Pennebaker.]]>Cowell went on to say he preferred Kelly Clarkson and that he had “Never bought a Dylan record.”
Well wow.
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Initially, visually, "Bob Dylan Unplugged" is a little confusing – at least at first because it seems that Bob seems confused too – maybe he’s between fashion periods. I think that’s it. After all, it’s November, 1994 and he’s performing his “Bob Dylan Unplugged” and hence here we are. But back to what I was saying: Bob – there he is, wearing]]>
"Bob Dylan’s American Journey, 1956–1966." at the Morgan Library & Museum, NYCIn no way was I prepared for the imagination, care, and breadth of the recently re-opened Morgan Library and Museum exhibit “Bob Dylan’s American Journey, 1956–1966.” My friend is Danny Fingeroth, former executive of Marvel Comics, who, in his spare time one of the most knowledgeable people I know on the careers of Phil Ochs and Bob Dylan. We agreed to meet in the newly constructed Piano entrance to the museum—a word that finds its origins in the same ancient–Greek as the word Muse. What could be more apt for a Dylan exhibit?
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First, you can't judge my results without first knowing your own, so I suggest you click here to test your own level of fanaticism before you judge my own. Hey, at least I'm honest enough to publish my results to all the thousands who visit the site here and why not... Hey, it just goes to show how much I know, which I realize now is just far too much. That said, here are my results. Take the test yourself and see what you can agree and agree with. Again, click here for the link. This is what I could agree with and I was dead honest ~ s.r.p.
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The Agganis Arena at Boston University is large – pretty large anyway, with raked seating and crimson backed chairs and seats that line the flat base of the floor. It seems worthy of Dylan more than the show I saw this summer at a baseball field in Pawtuckett Rhode Island where Dylan]]>