Clipping from my first Dylan concert, 1992 |
I'm exactly half Dylan's age, and I consider it a great stroke of fortune that several decades of my life will have overlapped with his. I've seen him in concert nine times--more than a few of those with McBone's official musicologist, Darin. As long as Bob doesn't tire of re-imagining his songs, I'll never get tired of hearing them.
And that's really the point, isn't it? More than trying to figure out why Masters of War is the 26th greatest Dylan song, or wondering why the hell Man Gave Names to All the Animals is nowhere to be found on the list? Bob never had much use for that kind of crap, and so I'll avoid lazy journalism and instead devote my time to doing what my sometimes-pregnant wife has been doing all week: listening to the songs.
I'm gonna start with Rolling Stone's 63rd favorite, which just happens to be my no. 1.
I love you, Bob. Thanks for everything.
nwb
3 comments:
Here's to you, Bob, and the 70 songs of yours that Rolling Stone likes.
That concert ad is actually from 1991. :)
Thanks for reading, Mark, and thanks for the correction. We strive for accuracy here at S&McG.
nwb
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