More mumbo-jumbo mumbled and jumbled. Deceived into thinking he had something to protect? No wonder decency and adherence to truth are waning, undefended. His rhythms and music are lovely; his lyrics are meaningful in a sad, secular, surrendered way.

More mumbo-jumbo mumbled and jumbled. Deceived into thinking he had something to protect? No wonder decency and adherence to truth are waning, undefended. His rhythms and music are lovely; his lyrics are meaningful in a sad, secular, useless, surrendered way.

I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue

Check out Diamonds and Rust for another view of the same picture.

“I’m a Dylan fan, but this is an ill conceived nostalgia award wrenched from the rancid prostates of senile, gibbering hippies,” the Scottish novelist Irvine Welsh wrote on Twitter.

Sheer poetry...

I hope you had a Very Merry Unbirthday yesterday, Gerard.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q5FC6E5Gh4E

May you have many, many more.

absolutely great

"Well, the moral of the story
The moral of this song,
Is simply that one should never be
Where one does not belong.
So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin'
Help him with his load
And don't go mistaking Paradise
For that home across the road."

Bob Dylan
The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest

Wrote a paper for a Modern American Poetry class at San Francisco State about Bob Dylan, in '71 or '72, and titled it "Don't Go Mistaking Paradise for That Home Across the Road." My prof, himself a modern American poet only a few years older than me, was somewhat skeptical of my choice to include Dylan amongst the poets. By the end of the semester though, after reading my three assigned papers on Dylan, he agreed.

Though that prof died young of cancer, I think he would've also agreed with the Nobel committee's 2016 award to Bob Dylan.

First heard Dylan in '61. Didn't like him then, but soon got over that.

I can't imagine what he thinks of this.