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Ojojoj, detta verkar väldigt lovande  :d2:

Dylan / SV: Podcast om Blood on the tracks
« skrivet: 28 oktober, 2013, 21:23:59 »
Ja, Idiot Wind är ett litet mästerverk. Sturm und drang.

You’ll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above
And I’ll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love
And it makes me feel so sorry

Dylan / SV: Bootleg Series 10
« skrivet: 31 augusti, 2013, 09:08:02 »
Bobby på omslaget av nästa Rolling Stone:

Wow vilken bild. Någon som vet vart den finns utan Rolling Stone-grafiken på?

Dylan / SV: Bootleg Series 10
« skrivet: 20 augusti, 2013, 10:36:25 »
If Not For You, The Evening So Soon och Pretty Saro är verkligen magiska. Ett underbart album att möta hösten med.

Dylan / SV: Värdelöst vetande/kuriosa
« skrivet: 10 augusti, 2013, 12:20:55 »
Hittade en intressant forum-tråd med Jacques Levy son på Reddit.

I have met Dylan a bunch of times. He came over to the house more when I was a wee little kid, so I don't remember that, but I have met him a bunch over the years.

He's a nice guy. He loves kids, and joking around. He likes to be treated like a normal person. As an example, once, when I was probably 7 or 8, he was in a rush to go, but with the time he had, he and I managed to trade jokes: Me: "What's a ghost's favorite ride at the amusement park? The roller-ghoster. Him: "Where do cows go on saturday night? To the moo-vies."

My mother spent a lot of time with him, independent of my dad. She always talked about how funny he was, how he liked to laugh and have a good time. She said he could never really sit still, he was always looking around for something to do or comment on. She said she had him up at our little house in the Hudson Valley, and he loved it because it felt so far away from everything, and it was totally unpretentious.

My mom told me he took art, literature and poetry seriously. She said he is a great painter. He introduced my mom to the man who eventually became her painting teacher and mentor.

I think he hates being addressed as anything more than a guy, I think he resents being put on a pedestal. My mother said that he liked my father so much because my dad wouldn't just tell him he was doing something great if he wasn't. My dad wasn't afraid to be completely honest with Dylan, and I suspect that aspect of my father's personality is why they had a good working relationship and friendship.

I remember the last time they saw each other. This was about a year before my dad got sick. We walked back stage and my dad went up to Dylan, and the first thing he said was "What the fuck is this mustache you've got? You look like Vincent Price. And this suit?" he indicated Dylan's pink suit and cowboy hat. Dylan laughed. They just gave each other shit like old pals. It was funny to watch.

Anyway, I don't think that the person you see in interviews etc. is the real person. He's a very interesting, complicated guy. And whose full-measure could be taken in a venue like that? I would defy anyone to be under the kind of pressure he is, and accurately represent a full spectrum of personality.

The writing process I think worked in some version of Dylan spitting out things he'd been working on on guitar or piano, and my dad would spit out whatever struck him as a response to the music. Or maybe they had a plan, and my father would jot down lyrics and they'd refine it with music, bit by bit, adding here, subtracting there--chiseling away at it until it was a fully-realized song. I know that their relationship began when they ran into each other on the street. They lived in the same neighborhood, had met each other before and both knew Roger McGuinn. Dylan invited my dad to write with him, and my dad jumped at the chance. On the strength of their first night collaborating (out of which came 'Isis') they decided to get a house in Long Island, hole up for a while and work. Once they had a bunch of songs, Dylan talked about recording them for an album. My dad was there during the recording process, adding his input. He and my mom had their first date on my dad's 40th birthday--he took her to the recording studio to watch 'Oh Sister' be recorded.

At the end of that, Dylan wanted to begin touring again, and he asked my dad (with his theater directing acumen) to help him create a kind of tour like a traveling circus. Theatrical and whimsical, etc. My dad obliged, and the Rolling Thunder Review was born. To my understanding it was wall-to-wall insanity start to finish. All of my mom's best friends were on the tour, and they're all always telling stories about it.

Anyway: my personal favorite album fluctuates, as I'm sure everyone's does. I'm fan, what can I say? I love a lot of albums and songs for different reasons, and I dislike some just the same. I love the feel of the 'It Takes A Lot to Laugh, It Takes A Train to Cry.' I love the simplicity of 'Bob Dylan's Dream.' I love the sweetness of 'A Simple Twist of Fate.' I love the haunting nature of 'Blind Willie McTell.'

I always cite three particular sets of lyrics when I talk about my favorites of all time though. I think they stick with me because they hit me at important stages in my life.

One I remember so well because when I was growing up, I never really liked Dylan's music, despite my dad's connection to it. And then one day, a day about which I remember nothing else, my mom was driving and I was in the car with her alone. This song came on and I was just rapt at attention during one section in particular. It was as if for the first time, I was understanding what all the fuss was, as if for the first time I understood that people could be moved in ineffable ways by music. The lyric was from 'Mr. Tambourine Man.':

"...Yes to dance beneath a diamond sky with one hand waving free, silhouetted by the sea circled by the circus sands with all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves let me forget about today until tomorrow..."

The second is from a song that Dylan wrote, but the definitive version (I think) is performed by someone else: The Band. In the fog of days that became weeks following my father's death, this song found a very special meaning for me, and I listened to it constantly. It's still the saddest song I know. The lyric I most love from 'Tears of Rage' is:

"...I want you to know that while we watched, you discovered no one would be true And I myself was among the ones who thought it was just a childish thing to do..."

The third (and final, I don't want to bore you to death here) is a lyric that I had heard a thousand times before, but had never really considered until a few years after my father's death when I was self-pitying and angry, and couldn't find direction. It's not so much that the lyric changed anything in me, it just felt like the kind of instruction my father could have given me in a time of such listlessness and confusion, like a flash of clarity when all else was static. 'It's All Over Now, Baby Blue':

"...Leave your stepping stones behind there's something that calls for you. Forget the dead you've left they will not follow you. The vagabond who's rapping at your door is standing in the clothes that you once wore strike another match go start anew..."

Anyway, sorry for the long, pseudo self-indulgent answer. People ask me about this stuff and of course, I get to thinking and reflecting. All I have of my dad now is memory and his work, and to talk about my relationship to Dylan is impossible without talking about my dad, so the whole thing is a mess in my head.

Thanks for reading, if you did.

Dylan / SV: Jag vill inte se Bob Dylan 2013
« skrivet: 10 augusti, 2013, 12:18:14 »
Jag måste hålla med Tobias. Bob live ger mig tyvärr inget längre. Jag har faktiskt svårt att njuta av musiken med hans nuvarande röst.

Trist att du känner så och du är långtifrån ensam. Jag vill dock påpeka att mina invändningar är andra än dina. Jag upplever inte att Dylan live inte ger något. Tvärtom, jag tycker det fortfarande det är väldigt roligt och intressant att se honom live. Den senaste konsert jag såg var Berlin 2012, då hans röst och bandets allmänna sound var ungefär som det är i dag. Som jag uppfattade den på plats var den fenomenal. Inspelningarna gav inte alls ett lika övertygande intryck, men att lyssna på en publikupptagning i efterhand är något helt annat än att vara där på plats, då alla sinnen bidrar till helhetsupplevelsen.

Jo, jag förstod det. För mig finns två anledningar: priset och nuvarande rösten. Därmed inte sagt att det är kul att se gubben fortfarande. Konserten från Berns för några år sedan är fortfarande ett väldigt starkt minne.

Dylan / SV: Bootleg Series 10
« skrivet: 08 augusti, 2013, 19:35:30 »
Pretty Saro var förbannat fin! Verkar lovande.

Dylan / SV: Jag vill inte se Bob Dylan 2013
« skrivet: 08 augusti, 2013, 19:30:19 »
Jag måste hålla med Tobias. Bob live ger mig tyvärr inget längre. Jag har faktiskt svårt att njuta av musiken med hans nuvarande röst.

Däremot ska det bli helt underbart med Another Self Portrait.

Dylan / SV: Tempest i svensk press
« skrivet: 10 september, 2012, 14:58:16 »
4 av 6 i SvD. Måste säga att det är underligt att Dan Backmans invändningar på videon och omslaget påverkar betyget. Är det inte musiken som ska recenseras?

Dylan / SV: Poll: Bästa låtarna på Tempest
« skrivet: 07 september, 2012, 12:22:18 »
Tycker verkligen om Soon after Midnight. Underbart lågmält och fin.

Dylan / SV: Tempest
« skrivet: 07 september, 2012, 12:01:05 »
Kan bara instämma i hyllningskören. Detta är en fantastisk skiva. En riktigt fullträff!

Dylan / SV: Tempest
« skrivet: 05 september, 2012, 16:26:06 »
Föga överaskande ger Rolling Stone skivan 5 av 5.

Dylan / SV: Tempest
« skrivet: 05 september, 2012, 16:18:03 »
Någon som vet när det kommer ut i butik i Stockholm?

Dylan / SV: Tempest
« skrivet: 04 september, 2012, 15:52:00 »
I'm strumming on my gay guitar
Smoking a cheap cigar

Dylan / SV: Tempest
« skrivet: 02 september, 2012, 13:24:46 »

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