Hi folks…. welcome to DESOLATION ROW…. Please click on ‘Watch on You Tube’ (bottom left) PLEASE like and subscribe. Any comments at the bottom of this page or on you tube would be highly appreciated…. EXTRACTS (Full text here) Desolation…. The key to the success of the recording on Highway 61 Revisited was the addition...
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DESOLATION ROW: BETWEEN THE WINDOWS OF THE SEA
A detailed 'deep dive' into Bob Dylan's 1965 masterpiece DESOLATION ROW
BOB DYLAN’S BALLAD OF A THIN MAN: Something is Happening Here…
BOB DYLAN: BALLAD OF A THIN MAN: SOMETHING IS HAPPENING HERE… … You don’t necessarily have to write to be a poet. Some people work in gas stations and they’re poets. I don’t call myself a poet, because I don’t like the word. I’m a trapeze artist… Bob Dylan, interview with Nora Ephron and...
PODCAST: BOB DYLAN: A HEADFUL OF IDEAS Season Four 14) Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues: Howlin’ at the Moon
TAKE A TRIP INTO BOB DYLAN'S MYSTERIOUS AND SURREAL 'JUST LIKE TOM THUMB'S BLUES SET IN DEEPEST MEXICO, FULL OF COLOURFUL CHARACTERS AND WEIRD JUXTAPOSITIONS
THREE BITTERSWEET SONGS FROM BOB DYLAN’S OH MERCY: SMILE IN THE FACE OF MANKIND
Chris examines three sngs from OH MERCY - Most of the Time, What Was it You Wanted and What Good Am I
Extract from ‘DETERMINED TO STAND’: Bob Dylan’s Tempest
As chaos takes over we return to our friend Leo, who can now make no sense of what is happening in this bizarre, hallucinatory scenario: …Leo turned to Cleo/ “I think I’m going mad”/ But he’d lost his mind already/ Whatever mind he had… We are never told who ‘Cleo’ is. Meanwhile the description of Leo trying to …block the doorway to save all those from harm/ Blood from an open wound pouring down his arm… seems to be a version of the scenes in the movie where Jack performs heroics in order to save some of the passengers. But this is the last we will hear of Leo and we will never find out whether he shares Jack Dawson’s fate. In the next verse we hear that: …Petals fell from the flowers/ ‘Till all of them were gone/ In the long and dreadful hours/ The wizard’s curse played on… The mention of the ‘wizard’s curse’ suggests that this dream-version of the sinking of the ship is indeed a kind of Hollywood movie in which the passengers have been bewitched by an unseen manipulator. Given that the trouble with the ship appears to have been started by a whirlwind, perhaps this ‘remake’ of the famous movie has somehow incorporated elements of The Wizard of Oz. Dorothy and her friends are however, nowhere to be seen.
BOB DYLAN’S JUST LIKE TOM THUMB’S BLUES: …HOWLING AT THE MOON…
…My only pair of trousers had a big hole.Tom Thumb in a daze, I sowed rhymes As I went along. My inn was at the Big Dipper.—My stars in the sky made a soft rustling sound… Arthur Rimbaud, My Bohemian Life …My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of...
PODCAST: Bob Dylan: A Headful of Ideas SeasonThree 21) Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts
LILY, ROSEMARY AND THE JACK OF HEARTS EXTRACTS FULL TEXT HERE This is one of Dylan’s most appealing and enigmatic songs, full of witty rhyming, various poetic devices and characteristically colloquial turns of phrase. Like The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest (its most obvious antecedent) it is a comic narrative which can...
PODCAST: Bob Dylan: A Headful of Ideas Season Three 18) Motorpsycho Nitemare: A Clean Cut Kid
PLEASE CLICK ON ‘WATCH ON YOU TUBE’ PLEASE LIKER AND SUBSCRIBE!COMMENTS WELCOME ON YOU TUBE OR FURTHER DOWN THIS PAGE EXTRACTS (full version here) Motorpsycho Nitemare Motorpsycho Nitemare is a comic ‘shaggy dog’ story that appears on what is generally regarded as Dylan’s first ‘post protest’ album, Another Side of Bob Dylan (1964). Motorpsycho Nitemare...
BOB DYLAN’S TOMBSTONE BLUES: THE SUN’S NOT YELLOW
…I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night… Allen Ginsberg, Howl, 1956 …My solution to the problem would...