seven Posted June 23, 2019 Share Posted June 23, 2019 Off to see Him on wednesday. Anything you would like me to ask or tell him? Quote Link to comment
Pdoggg Posted June 23, 2019 Share Posted June 23, 2019 1 hour ago, seven said: Anything you would like me to ask him? Does the Hershey Highway count as one of the roads a man must walk down before you call him a man? 1 Quote Link to comment
seven Posted June 23, 2019 Share Posted June 23, 2019 16 minutes ago, Pdoggg said: Does the Hershey Highway count as one of the roads a man must walk down before you call him a man? And if so, how does it feeeeeeeeel? Quote Link to comment
seven Posted June 28, 2019 Share Posted June 28, 2019 He doesn't allow any pics taken and you can get thrown out for violating it. I snapped these though. Lousy photos( iPhone 7) but you get an idea of the venue. Is that an aura around his head? He sits at his piano 90% of the gig, gets up and do some strange crooner moves a few times. Did say one word. First four songs were Things have changed, It ain't me, Highway 61 revisited , Simple twist of fate. Like a rolling stone and Blowin in the wind came later on. He was actually very good this evening. His band is out of this world. Who knows if there will be a next time. €100 for the ticket, best seats in the house worth every satang, imo. 1 Quote Link to comment
Quinn Posted November 8, 2019 Share Posted November 8, 2019 On 6/23/2019 at 10:29 PM, seven said: Off to see Him on wednesday. Anything you would like me to ask or tell him? Yes - "Hey Bob - why the moustache" ? 2 Quote Link to comment
seven Posted March 27, 2020 Share Posted March 27, 2020 Bob Dylan: Murder Most Foul review – a dark, dense ballad for the end times Dylan’s first new song in eight years is a fascinating portrait of his obsession with JFK’s assassination, rich with pop cultural detail and apocalyptic dread Is the litany of music, film and literature that consumes the song’s second half intended to suggest its author thinks art is a meaningless distraction at moments of tragedy, or vitally important? The condescending tone of “Hush little children, you’ll understand / the Beatles are coming, they want to hold your hand” implies the former, although the very timing of Murder Most Foul’s release suggests it’s the latter. It also suggests an artist nearing 80, but continually moving forward – musically, it’s unlike anything Dylan has done before – and as wilfully contrary as ever. https://www.theguardian.com/music/2020/mar/27/bob-dylan-murder-most-foul-review-jfk-assassination-john-f-kennedy 6 Quote Link to comment
blind boy grunt Posted March 28, 2020 Share Posted March 28, 2020 you just beat me to it Seven! great stuff! 1 Quote Link to comment
seven Posted March 28, 2020 Share Posted March 28, 2020 1 hour ago, blind boy grunt said: you just beat me to it Seven! great stuff! I have listened to it all evening and its just fantastic! Quote Link to comment
Pdoggg Posted March 28, 2020 Share Posted March 28, 2020 Wow, fookin brilliant! Quote [Verse 1] It was a dark day in Dallas, November '63 A day that will live on in infamy President Kennedy was a-ridin' high Good day to be livin' and a good day to die Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb He said, "Wait a minute, boys, you know who I am?" "Of course we do, we know who you are!" Then they blew off his head while he was still in the car Shot down like a dog in broad daylight Was a matter of timing and the timing was right You got unpaid debts, we've come to collect We're gonna kill you with hatred, without any respect We'll mock you and shock you and we'll put it in your face We've already got someone here to take your place The day they blew out the brains of the king Thousands were watching, no one saw a thing It happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise Right there in front of everyone's eyes Greatest magic trick ever under the sun Perfectly executed, skillfully done Wolfman, oh wolfman, oh wolfman howl Rub-a-dub-dub, it's a murder most foul [Verse 2] Hush, little children, you'll understand The Beatles are comin', they're gonna hold your hand Slide down the banister, go get your coat Ferry 'cross the Mersey and go for the throat There's three bums comin' all dressed in rags Pick up the pieces and lower the flags I'm goin' to Woodstock, it's the Aquarian Age Then I'll go to Altamont and sit near the stage Put your head out the window, let the good times roll There's a party going on behind the Grassy Knoll Stack up the bricks, pour the cement Don't say Dallas don't love you, Mr. President Put your foot in the tank and then step on the gas Try to make it to the triple underpass Blackface singer, whiteface clown Better not show your faces after the sun goes down Up in the red light district, they've got cop on the beat Living in a nightmare on Elm Street When you're down on Deep Ellum, put your money in your shoe Don't ask what your country can do for you Cash on the ballot, money to burn Dealey Plaza, make a left-hand turn I'm going down to the crossroads, gonna flag a ride The place where faith, hope, and charity lie Shoot him while he runs, boy, shoot him while you can See if you can shoot the invisible man Goodbye, Charlie! Goodbye, Uncle Sam! Frankly, Miss Scarlett, I don't give a damn What is the truth, and where did it go? Ask Oswald and Ruby, they oughta know "Shut your mouth," said a wise old owl Business is business, and it's a murder most foul [Verse 3] Tommy, can you hear me? I'm the Acid Queen I'm riding in a long, black Lincoln limousine Ridin' in the backseat next to my wife Headed straight on in to the afterlife I'm leaning to the left, I got my head in her lap Hold on, I've been led into some kind of a trap Where we ask no quarter, and no quarter do we give We're right down the street, from the street where you live They mutilated his body and they took out his brain What more could they do? They piled on the pain But his soul was not there where it was supposed to be at For the last fifty years they've been searchin' for that Freedom, oh freedom, freedom over me I hate to tell you, mister, but only dead men are free Send me some lovin', then tell me no lie Throw the gun in the gutter and walk on by Wake up, little Susie, let's go for a drive Cross the Trinity River, let's keep hope alive Turn the radio on, don't touch the dials Parkland hospital, only six more miles You got me dizzy, Miss Lizzy, you filled me with lead That magic bullet of yours has gone to my head I'm just a patsy like Patsy Cline Never shot anyone from in front or behind I've blood in my eye, got blood in my ear I'm never gonna make it to the new frontier Zapruder's film I seen night before Seen it thirty-three times, maybe more It's vile and deceitful, it's cruel and it's mean Ugliest thing that you ever have seen They killed him once and they killed him twice Killed him like a human sacrifice The day that they killed him, someone said to me, "Son The age of the Antichrist has just only begun" Air Force One comin' in through the gate Johnson sworn in at 2:38 Let me know when you decide to throw in the towel It is what it is, and it's murder most foul [Verse 4] What's new, pussycat? What'd I say? I said the soul of a nation been torn away And it's beginning to go into a slow decay And that it's thirty-six hours past Judgment Day Wolfman Jack, he's speaking in tongues He's going on and on at the top of his lungs Play me a song, Mr. Wolfman Jack Play it for me in my long Cadillac Play me that "Only the Good Die Young" Take me to the place Tom Dooley was hung Play "St. James Infirmary" and the Court of King James If you want to remember, you better write down the names Play Etta James, too, play "I'd Rather Go Blind" Play it for the man with the telepathic mind Play John Lee Hooker, play "Scratch My Back" Play it for that strip club owner named Jack Guitar Slim going down slow Play it for me and for Marilyn Monroe [Verse 5] Play "Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood" Play it for the First Lady, she ain't feeling any good Play Don Henley, play Glenn Frey Take it to the limit and let it go by Play it for Carl Wilson, too Looking far, far away down Gower Avenue Play tragedy, play "Twilight Time" Take me back to Tulsa to the scene of the crime Play another one and "Another One Bites the Dust" Play "The Old Rugged Cross" and "In God We Trust" Ride the pink horse down that long, lonesome road Stand there and wait for his head to explode Play "Mystery Train" for Mr. Mystery The man who fell down dead like a rootless tree Play it for the reverend, play it for the pastor Play it for the dog that got no master Play Oscar Peterson, play Stan Getz Play "Blue Sky," play Dickey Betts Play Art Pepper, Thelonious Monk Charlie Parker and all that junk All that junk and "All That Jazz" Play something for the Birdman of Alcatraz Play Buster Keaton, play Harold Lloyd Play Bugsy Siegel, play Pretty Boy Floyd Play the numbers, play the odds Play "Cry Me A River" for the Lord of the gods Play Number nine, play Number six Play it for Lindsey and Stevie Nicks Play Nat King Cole, play "Nature Boy" Play "Down In The Boondocks" for Terry Malloy Play "It Happened One Night" and "One Night of Sin" There's twelve million souls that are listening in Play "Merchant of Venice", play "Merchants of Death" Play "Stella by Starlight" for Lady Macbeth Don't worry, Mr. President, help's on the way Your brothers are comin', there'll be hell to pay Brothers? What brothers? What's this about hell? Tell them, "We're waiting, keep coming," we'll get them as well Love Field is where his plane touched down But it never did get back up off the ground Was a hard act to follow, second to none They killed him on the altar of the rising sun Play "Misty" for me and "That Old Devil Moon" Play "Anything Goes" and "Memphis in June" Play "Lonely At the Top" and "Lonely Are the Brave" Play it for Houdini spinning around his grave Play Jelly Roll Morton, play "Lucille" Play "Deep In a Dream", and play "Driving Wheel" Play "Moonlight Sonata" in F-sharp And "A Key to the Highway" for the king on the harp Play "Marching Through Georgia" and "Dumbarton's Drums" Play darkness and death will come when it comes Play "Love Me Or Leave Me" by the great Bud Powell Play "The Blood-stained Banner", play "Murder Most Foul" 4 Quote Link to comment
globetrotter1 Posted March 28, 2020 Share Posted March 28, 2020 12 hours ago, Pdoggg said: Wow, fookin brilliant! Haha just not a fan, never have been nor will be , too whiney and nasily for me Quote Link to comment
Quinn Posted April 17, 2020 Share Posted April 17, 2020 New Bob song. ? ! https://www.theguardian.com/music/2020/apr/17/anne-frank-indiana-jones-bob-dylan-new-song-contain-multitudes 2 Quote Link to comment
blind boy grunt Posted April 17, 2020 Share Posted April 17, 2020 thanks Quinn. Quote Link to comment
Quinn Posted April 17, 2020 Share Posted April 17, 2020 Today and tomorrow and yesterday too The flowers are dying, like all things do Follow me close, I'm going to a [something] I'll lose my mind if you don't come with me I fuss with my hair and I fight blood feuds I contain multitudes Got a tell-tale heart, like Mr. Poe Got skeletons in the walls of people you know I'll drink to the truth and the things we said I'll drink to the man that shares your bed I'll paint landscapes and I'll paint nudes I contain multitudes Red Cadillac and a Black Mustache Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash Tell me what's next, what shall we do? Half my soul, baby, belongs to you I rollick and I frolic, with all the young dudes I contain multitudes I'm just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones And them British bad boys, the Rolling Stones I go right to the edge, I go right to the end I go right where all things lost are made good again I sing the songs of experience, like William Blake I've got no apologies to make Everything's flowing all at the same time I live on a boulevard of crime I drive fast cars, while I eat fast foods I contain multitudes Pink Pedal Pushers, Red Blue-Jeans All the pretty maids, and all the old queens All the old queens, from all my past lives I carry four pistols and two large knives I'm a man of contradictions, I'm a man of many moods I contain multitudes You greedy old wolf, I'll show you my heart But not all of it, only the hateful part I'll sell you down the river, I'll put a price on your head What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed Get lost madam, get up off my knee Keep your mouth away from me I'll keep the path open, the path in my mind I'll see to it that there's no love left behind I play Beethoven's sonatas, Chopin's preludes I contain multitudes. 4 Quote Link to comment
Pdoggg Posted April 17, 2020 Share Posted April 17, 2020 29 minutes ago, Quinn said: British bad boys Soi Buakhao 32 minutes ago, Quinn said: All the old queens Sunee Plaza 30 minutes ago, Quinn said: frolic, with all the young dudes also Sunee Plaza 30 minutes ago, Quinn said: I fight blood feuds Keyboard Warriors 38 minutes ago, Quinn said: All the pretty maids 3 Quote Link to comment
Jimmy Cargopants Posted April 17, 2020 Share Posted April 17, 2020 Just listened to Murder Most Foul for the first time..... long(!) but very moving. I don't understand why some say he can't sing. For the material it's the perfect voice. 4 Quote Link to comment
seven Posted April 17, 2020 Share Posted April 17, 2020 12 hours ago, Quinn said: New Bob song. ? ! https://www.theguardian.com/music/2020/apr/17/anne-frank-indiana-jones-bob-dylan-new-song-contain-multitudes Wow. I have missed this. Thanks , Quinn. 1 Quote Link to comment
Pdoggg Posted April 18, 2020 Share Posted April 18, 2020 10 hours ago, Jimmy Cargopants said: For the material it's the perfect voice. You nailed it Jimmy. 1 Quote Link to comment
seven Posted April 18, 2020 Share Posted April 18, 2020 The new song isn't anywhere near Murder most foul , but still its Him and He is singing better than ever, in my opinion. Should be a full length album coming up. 2 Quote Link to comment
Lefty Posted April 23, 2020 Author Share Posted April 23, 2020 I guess the link in post #1 is no good anymore. I am pretty sure this is the same one. Political World video, directed by another musical hero of mine John Mellencamp Quote Link to comment
Pdoggg Posted May 8, 2020 Share Posted May 8, 2020 10 hours ago, seven said: June 19. False Prophet Another day that don’t end Another ship goin’ out Another day of anger, bitterness, and doubt I know how it happened I saw it begin I opened my heart to the world and the world came in Hello Mary Lou Hello Miss Pearl My fleet-footed guides from the underworld No stars in the sky shine brighter than you You girls mean business and I do too Well I’m the enemy of treason Enemy of strife Enemy of the unlived meaningless life I ain’t no false prophet I just know what I know I go where only the lonely can go I’m first among equals Second to none Last of the best You can bury the rest Bury ’em naked with their silver and gold Put them six feet under and pray for their souls What are you lookin’ at There’s nothing to see Just a cool breeze that’s encircling me Let’s go for a walk in the garden So far and so wide We can sit in the shade by the fountain-side I search the world over For the Holy Grail I sing songs of love I sing songs of betrayal Don’t care what I drink Don’t care what I eat I climbed the mountains of swords on my bare feet You don’t know me darlin’ You never would guess I’m nothing like my ghostly appearance would suggest I ain’t no false prophet I just said what I said I’m just here to bring vengeance on somebody’s head Put out your hand There’s nothing to hold Open your mouth I’ll stuff it with gold Oh you poor devil look up if you will The city of God is there on the hill Hello stranger A long goodbye You ruled the land But so do I You lost your mule You got a poison brain I’ll marry you to a ball and chain You know darlin’ The kind of life that I live When your smile meets my smile something’s got to give I ain’t no false prophet No I’m nobody’s bride Can’t remember when I was born And I forgot when I died 1 Quote Link to comment
Quinn Posted May 8, 2020 Share Posted May 8, 2020 Are they by any chance related ! ? 1 Quote Link to comment
seven Posted May 18, 2020 Share Posted May 18, 2020 How a 56-Year-Old Photo Wound Up on the Cover of Bob Dylan’s Upcoming LP https://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-news/how-a-56-year-old-photo-wound-up-on-the-cover-of-bob-dylans-upcoming-lp-997105/ The photo on the cover of Bob Dylan’s upcoming LP, Rough and Rowdy Ways, was snapped more than 50 years ago by a man who is, admittedly, not all that familiar with the musician. Rough and Rowdy Ways features an image from a long-defunct club in London 1 Quote Link to comment
seven Posted June 12, 2020 Share Posted June 12, 2020 Brand new interview today. https://www.nytimes.com/2020/06/12/arts/music/bob-dylan-rough-and-rowdy-ways.html?action=click&module=Editors Picks&pgtype=Homepage "Good news in today’s world is like a fugitive, treated like a hoodlum and put on the run. Castigated. All we see is good-for-nothing news. And we have to thank the media industry for that. It stirs people up. Gossip and dirty laundry. Dark news that depresses and horrifies you." 2 Quote Link to comment
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