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Gypsy Jan
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Desolation Road, Bob Dylan. He Predicted All of This
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bR-nPnxrhJU
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow mindedness.”
—Mark Twain
\"La vida es dura, el corazon es puro, y cantamos hasta la madrugada.” (Life is hard, the heart is pure and we sing until dawn.)
—Kirsty MacColl, Mambo de la Luna
\"Alea iacta est.\"
—Julius Caesar
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mtgoat666
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bob dylan is the greatest poet ever,... but also unintelligible on bootleg recordings,... and you managed to find one of the more unintelligible
bootlegs 
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Gypsy Jan
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Oh Well, I Don't Claim to Be a Music Critic
My dogs like this version, what do I know?
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow mindedness.”
—Mark Twain
\"La vida es dura, el corazon es puro, y cantamos hasta la madrugada.” (Life is hard, the heart is pure and we sing until dawn.)
—Kirsty MacColl, Mambo de la Luna
\"Alea iacta est.\"
—Julius Caesar
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His kid, Jakob, is much more articulate, and still carries the flame.
I spent much of my wasted youth on the streets of Greenwich Village. Over time, I managed to get my own photo in the NY Post flipping the bird, as
well as having the good fortune to have met Bob Dylan, Peter Paul and Mary, Woody Allen and Dave Van Ronk (Go Google that!) Sadly, just recently a
founding member, drummer and songwriter for the group "The Fugs", Tuli Kupferberg, passed. The Fugs were a vociferous anti-war bunch. One of it's
members owned and ran a bookstore in the village for decades. All that said, among other compositions, Tuli Kupferberg wrote "Morning, Morning" a
beautiful song recorded by many, but perhaps known best by the version by Ritchie Havens.
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BD
I thought it was Desolation Row.
Certainty is the child of ignorance, knowledge is the mother of doubt. Question everything!
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| Quote: | Originally posted by mtgoat666
bob dylan is the greatest poet ever,... |
Based on what?
I happen to think that Mary Oliver is far more accesible, readable and enjoyable.
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Dislike me if you will but I never did like Bob Dylan. His poetic ability- mediocre at best, His ability to play instruments- again mediocre, and his
singing- whoa my dogs got one up on him! And yes I am a child of the late 60's early seventies.
Live Indubiously!
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Dylan Dope
Some good (even great) stuff. Lousy Voice.
Back in the 60s, the people I met who found Dylan profound were usually on Drugs.
Certainly not in the same league as Johnny Mercer.
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DENNIS
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| Quote: | Originally posted by castaway$
Dislike me if you will but I never did like Bob Dylan. His poetic ability- mediocre at best, His ability to play instruments- again mediocre, and his
singing- whoa my dogs got one up on him! And yes I am a child of the late 60's early seventies. |
This is pretty good poetry.....especially for the time:
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you ?
People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say do you want to make a deal?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you'd better take your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
[Edited on 8-10-2010 by DENNIS]
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Gypsy Jan
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Hoola, Yes, People Still Read
Thanks for your passion.
Your friend, GJ
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow mindedness.”
—Mark Twain
\"La vida es dura, el corazon es puro, y cantamos hasta la madrugada.” (Life is hard, the heart is pure and we sing until dawn.)
—Kirsty MacColl, Mambo de la Luna
\"Alea iacta est.\"
—Julius Caesar
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In the Same Vein
His songs seemed bitter at times but I liked them anyway.
Go ’way from my window
Leave at your own chosen speed
I’m not the one you want, babe
I’m not the one you need
You say you’re lookin’ for someone
Never weak but always strong
To protect you an’ defend you
Whether you are right or wrong
Someone to open each and every door
But it ain’t me, babe
No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe
Go lightly from the ledge, babe
Go lightly on the ground
I’m not the one you want, babe
I will only let you down
You say you’re lookin’ for someone
Who will promise never to part
Someone to close his eyes for you
Someone to close his heart
Someone who will die for you an’ more
But it ain’t me, babe
No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe
Go melt back into the night, babe
Everything inside is made of stone
There’s nothing in here moving
An’ anyway I’m not alone
You say you’re lookin' for someone
Who’ll pick you up each time you fall
To gather flowers constantly
An’ to come each time you call
A lover for your life an’ nothing more
But it ain’t me, babe
No, no, no, it ain’t me, babe
It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for, babe
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Gypsy Jan
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His Songs Are Pure Poetry
And after all the years, they still bring tears.
Love me, hate me I am who I am, Kisses and Hugs, Gypsy Jan
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow mindedness.”
—Mark Twain
\"La vida es dura, el corazon es puro, y cantamos hasta la madrugada.” (Life is hard, the heart is pure and we sing until dawn.)
—Kirsty MacColl, Mambo de la Luna
\"Alea iacta est.\"
—Julius Caesar
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I love all those, and more. My favorite is Tangled Up In Blue, but even though I've sang it a thousand times I still could not write the whole thing
down.
Dave
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By the way, he was the ORIGINAL rapper
Dave
I moved to CO and they made me buy a little rod to make it feel like a real fish
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Bob Dylan was a GENIUS! 
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Still listen to Highway 61 ....... and a few others too... it just works for him... some had prettier voices.. could play better, looked better.. any
number of things.. but there is only one Bob Dylan and he made it work ... take him or leave him..
plus anyone who can come up with this:
Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”
God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
God says, “Out on Highway 61
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Gypsy Jan
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Here Is A Much Better Version
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dG0WFdcCKFQ&feature=relat...
Thanks for listening, Gypsy Jan
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow mindedness.”
—Mark Twain
\"La vida es dura, el corazon es puro, y cantamos hasta la madrugada.” (Life is hard, the heart is pure and we sing until dawn.)
—Kirsty MacColl, Mambo de la Luna
\"Alea iacta est.\"
—Julius Caesar
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wow
thanks for the memories.
great stuff.
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Gypsy Jan
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Do You Find It Hard To Speak the Truth?
Does your voice fail you when you try to get the words out? Does your throat get hard and dry?
How come such a druggie is still around? How can he sing and play the guitar for more than twenty minutes by himself without any kind of technical
support?
And what about the words? You can't fake poetry.
Incoherent maybe, but still standing.
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow mindedness.”
—Mark Twain
\"La vida es dura, el corazon es puro, y cantamos hasta la madrugada.” (Life is hard, the heart is pure and we sing until dawn.)
—Kirsty MacColl, Mambo de la Luna
\"Alea iacta est.\"
—Julius Caesar
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He continues to do fine work. Some of his more recent albums have been excellent. From Time Out of Mind, this a a particular favorite of mine.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZgBhyU4IvQ
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