talkin' world war three blues
girl from the north country
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
The chronicles of Ruin, continued. Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do. Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here. 10 September 2009 22:59
3 comments:
Bob does cabaret. Not exactly Ronnie Scotts,is it? Still,he did some stuff.Forty odd years later,it doesn't lose the power to transport us to another dimension. That's what artists do,fuck all that technology hardwear.For a brief period in time and space,Bob put down a universal truth.Much like yourself,i suggest,Sir.
It was the I'm a Lumberjack gayness of the clips -as much as the almost flawless execution of the songs - which intrigued me, mr with God on our side. He soon went from that winning gaucheness to ten-thousand-dollars-at-the-drop-of-a-hat and Dylan scholars should thank whoever youtubed those clips of him learning his moves, at all costs.
Yes, these clips are a treasure. I was thinking that it was great that we had "Don't look back" but on these he's so much younger, and his thick bouncy hair! My son was playing Wigwam the other night, I couldn't believe it was Dylan. Versatile.
Post a Comment