By Tony Attwood
And so what I guess is Dylan’s longest and most fruitful period of collaboration with another writer (or have I been focussed on this period for so long I’ve forgotten something – tell me if so) comes to an end with Romance in Durango. Along with Black Diamond Bay, which it is linked to on the album, it represents the high point of the work with Jacques Levy – and there is no doubt that we are all the richer for it.
Indeed, once again, when we focus on Dylan’s songs in the order that they were written in, rather than the order in which they appear on an album, they do make a lot more sense, in terms of understanding Dylan’s progression in working with Levy.
The notion of writing fictional stories and setting them as songs was developing through the year but was interrupted by the idea of songs about real people. So after the totally imaginary Isis, we have the real life Joey, Rita May and Hurricane. Then it is as if the pair of writers closed the door on that and perhaps thought – we can have a lot more fun and a lot less trouble with fiction. Although of course Dylan’s commitment to Joey and Hurricane cannot be doubted.
It seems to me, by the time the pair got to the end of their work together they had really got the hang of the relationship and were able to launch into much more exciting and interesting fictional works. If only they had time to develop this side of their work further we could have had a second album of collaborative fiction, rather than having to wait a couple of years for Street Legal (although in the end it turned out to be worth the wait).
But back to this concluding song. There is nothing really in Hurricane that prepares us for Black Diamond Bay. Then the story and notion of exotic locations continues with Mozambique and then we get Romance in Durango. Here’s the chronology…
with Romance being, as I’ve said, the final collaboration between Dylan and Levy.
Dylan had been in Mexico in 1972/3 but there seems to be little influence on his music from this period – until now.
Levy stated in an interview that the two writers wrote the opening of the song, and then Levy finished it off, perhaps (according to Heylin) to Dylan’s slight annoyance.
This is one of those songs where we have two excellently arranged different versions – the slow version on the album, and the upbeat Biograph live version. Heylin makes it very clear that it prefers the Biograph version, but I fear he misses something profound in the original album version, namely the extraordinary way in which Dylan plays with the timing.
Indeed I can’t imagine how the song was possibly recorded with the whole band playing together (in Dylan’s preferred style), as there are so many twists and turns to the lyrics are handled. Sometimes an extra beat appears at the end of a line, sometimes the line takes an extra beat or two at the end. The time signature changes wildly as we go; I can imagine Frank Zappa rehearsing this to perfection, but not Dylan!
The only thing I can think is that they multi-tracked the whole thing, and then kept the Dylan lyrics and gradually replaced all the instrumentals around that. Certainly there is a hell of lot happening in there, and the normal odd slips by the instrumentalists that we get on Dylan albums are missing.
But whatever the explanation, what we have here is the summation of the work of these two fine artists, now utterly used to working together. And I think, despite the way the songs slip into each other on Desire, with Black Diamond Bay seeping out of Durango, it is worth just occasionally playing the sequence in the order the songs were written. It does give a different understanding to this period of work.
Is there a more evocative opening of any Dylan song than this?
Hot chilli peppers in the blistering sun
Dust on my face and my cape
Me and Magdalena on the run
I think this time we shall escape.
Sold my guitar to the baker’s son
For a few crumbs and a place to hide
But I can get another one
And I’ll play for Magdalena as we ride.
What works so brilliantly here is that within eight lines we have the whole picture, just through the simple selected images. Our minds create the actual images, but the essence of the situation is there, clearly painted in eight lines. Songwriting at its best
Then the Spanish phrases set the scene… Here are my simplistic translations of the Spanish in case you need them (but really my Spanish is poor to non-existent so please do give me a better version if you can)
No llores mi querida (Do not cry my darling)
Dios nos vigila (God is watching over us)
Agarrame mi vida (hold me, my love, my life)
And we have the history and culture mingled with the hopes of the poor.
Past the Aztec ruins and the ghosts of our people
Hoofbeats like castanets on stone
At night I dream of bells in the village steeple
Then I see the bloody face of Ramona.
And just as I am sure you can improve on my language skills, so I am sure there must be a reader more versed in Mexican history than me, but I am taking it that Ramona is the leader of the Zapatista Army of National Liberation. As I understand it she was one of a number of female commanders in charge of directing the army; a symbol of equality and dignity for impoverished women.
At the corrida we’ll sit in the shade
And watch the young torero stand alone
We’ll drink tequila where our grandfathers stayed
When they rode with Villa into Torreon.
Pancho Villa is a revolutionary folk hero, who fought against the regimes of both Porfirio Díaz and Victoriano Huerta. A torero is a bull fighter (I knew that time studying Latin would come in useful one day!) and Torreon is a city – I had to look that one up, tell me about it if you know why it is important in the context of the song – unless of course it is just a play on sounds having a “young torero” and riding into Torreon.
In this part of the song what we are getting here is not a logical set of historical developments over time, but a jumping around through names of famous outlaws in Mexican history – outlaws who we might or might not sympathise with. (Why couldn’t Dylan write about historic characters from London – it would be a lot easier for me to review!)
So having run away the couple prepare for marriage.
Then the padre will recite the prayers of old
In the little church this side of town
I will wear new boots and an earring of gold
You’ll shine with diamonds in your wedding gown.
The way is long but the end is near
Already the fiesta has begun
The face of God will appear
With His serpent eyes of obsidian.
Obsidian is a volcanic glass-like rock – I’m not sure I get the image of God with serpent eyes of obsidian, but maybe that’s the point, we’re not supposed to get it. God’s serpent eyes is one hell of an image however. And maybe that’s the point for it sets us up for the moment it all goes wrong
Was that the thunder that I heard?
My head is vibrating, I feel a sharp pain
Come sit by me don’t say a word
Oh can it be that I am slain ?
Quick, Magdalena, take my gun
Look up in the hills that flash of light
Aim well my little one
We may not make it through the night.
The outlaw is killed, his lover is left, and I suppose that bleakness is what makes me feel in part that the slower album version works better than the Biograph version. That and the fact that the Biograph version, having been played live, has got rid of all the edgy changes of rhythm, time, bar length and everything else that makes the original version so extraordinary.
Musically I also think that the original album version maintains the Mexican feel through the use of the instrumentation (for example the trumpet calls) and the rhythms associated with central American music. The chord system beneath it however is simple
Hot chili peppers in the blistering sun
Dust on my face and my cape,
Me and Magdalena on the run
The same chords are used through the chorus.
The song was played 38 times by Dylan between October 30 1975 and October 17 2015. It is, for me a most fitting and insightful end to an era in Dylan’s writing. With the death of the outlaw at the end of the song, the curtain comes down on a singular period in Dylan’s career. When he took up songwriting again, we found we were in a new land.