The songs got longer the form started to bend, we needed patience

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By Tony Attwood

In recent articles, such as the two listed at the top of the page, I have been attempting to look at the form of Dylan’s songwriting as he slowly moved away from straight strophic songs (ie verse, verse, verse) to include choruses and “middle eight” which helped break the music up.

And although this change of form may look like something of a deliberate expansion of his awareness of the possibilities of music, moving from the rigidity of the strophic approach to something more flexible, we have to admit that when the mood took him, Bob could travel in all sorts of musical directions.

For example “Father of Night” written in the spring of 1970 was not only Dylan’s shortest song (fractionally over one and half minutes – in contract to “Murder Most Foul” which runs for over 16 minutes) it also has some oddities of its own, such as being written on the pentatonic scale – which is most easily understood as utilising only the black notes on the piano.

Now I find these variations in songwriting approach and technique interesting because they show how willing Bob was to explore different musical and literary techniques while at the same time remaining deeply grounded in the folk traditions of either strophic songs (ie verse, verse, verse – as in “Bob Dylan’s Dream”), or strophic songs with a repeated line at the end (“Times they are a changin'”), or strophic songs with a chorus (“Just like a woman”).

But at the same time as being attracted to these basic musical forms, Bob also experimented, for example in Visions of Johanna which as I have noted before, not only has a revolutionary structure of itself, but also extends that structure past breaking point in the final verse (so much so that in the original album recording the bass guitarist forgets that this is the final verse in which the number of lines is extended, and makes a mistake).

What’s more, in Visions, the structure itself is very unusual – I would venture unique being three unequal groups of lines

Group A consists of three rhyming lines

Ain't it just like the night to play tricks when you're 
                                         tryin' to be so quiet
We sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it
And Louise holds a handful of rain, temptin' you to defy it

Group B consists of four rhyming lines

Lights flicker from the opposite loft
In this room the heat pipes just cough
The country music station plays soft
But there's nothing, really nothing to turn off

Group C consists of two rhyming lines.

Just Louise and her lover so entwined
And these visions of Johanna that conquer my mind

Except that in the last verse, it changes again and Group B consists of seven lines

And Madonna, she still has not showed
We see this empty cage now corrode
Where her cape of the stage once had flowed
The fiddler, he now steps to the road
He writes everything's been returned which was owed
On the back of the fish truck that loads
While my conscience explodes

But then having done that experiment I am not sure how often (if at all) Bob came back and re-used the approach, even though it works so well.  For even if one doesn’t appreciate the actual technique is still very unsettling and adds a real sense of expansion and desperation as we approach the line “Oh how can I explain”.   It is in fact a moment of songwriting genius, for the power mustered at, “How can I explain” is there irrespective of whether we appreciate what has happened musically, or not.

Thus I would argue the early days of playing with a band was a time of regular song-writing experiments by Bob, which we can easily miss, or maybe just accept as part of the song, even though they make the song feel a bit odd because it suddenly doesn’t follow the traditional rules.

If we take “Thin Man” for example it consists of seven verses of identical musical structure, but there is also what we might call a “B” section which crops up after verse three but nowhere else…

You have many contacts among the lumberjacksTo get you facts when someone attacks your imaginationBut nobody has any respect, anyway they already expect 
     you to all give a checkTo tax-deductible charity organizations

If we were to try and describe the form in the classical way, it would be

A  A  A  B  A  A  A  A

… a form which has no name and indeed which I don’t think I’ve noted in any other song or any era.

Now of course there is nothing in the rule book that says that songs have to be in a particular form – it is just that folk songs have evolved in a certain style in order to make them memorable and recognisable, in an era when live performance was all we had.

And I suspect like all species, humans like to have certain things around them that are recognisable, which in musical terms means a structure everyone can recognise, even if the listener has no musical experience or education.    So although not all songs follow the repeating formats of either Strophic Form (Verse – Verse – Verse…), or the variant Ternary Form (Verse – Verse – Middle 8 – Verse), most popular songs do, because that makes them easier to appreciate, and easier to remember.

Indeed it can seem rather shocking to note the fact, but in terms of 99% of popular songs, the only form the song exists in is either “Strophic” or “Ternary”, and these two are hardly massively different, in that a ternary song is just like a strophic song but with a “middle eight” or “B” section added, usually after the first two verses (or “A” sections).

But what it seems to me that Bob has done from his earliest days, is to look for ways to make changes to these two all-pervading structures, but without the music becoming incomprehensible to his audience.

Thus we have the fairly obvious techniques such as the repeated last line such as, “The answer is blowing in the wind” and the repeatedly re-used “The times they are a changing” to give a sense of unity to the strophic songs.

But we also get the revolutionary idea quite early on that not all the verses have to be exactly the same.  Of course, if one wants to keep the strophic structure of verse – verse – verse then each verse has to be recognisable as having the same musical basis, and that makes the music memorable but the songwriting restrictive.  But what Bob did from quite early on was explore the notion of these extra lines within a verse, and a move away from rhyming.

Consider for example “Hard Rain”.   Verse one starting “Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?” has nine lines.  Lines one and two rhyme:

"Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son?"
Oh, where have you been, my darling young one?

but after that there are no rhymes at all.

The second verse has 11 lines with a couple of partial rhymes (“dripping” and “bleeding”)

I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it’s a hard, and it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall

Verse 3 has 11 lines but verse 4 has only ten lines, while the final verse has 16 lines.  This is an approach which if not totally unknown elsewhere either in pop / rock music or in folk music is at least extraordinarily unusual.

And we have to remember that Dylan was entering a world in which the song in popular music lasted between two and a half minutes to three and a half minutes.  This tradition goes back to the early days of the phonograph and the limitations of that technology, but also reflects the move from the song as a way of recording important events in history, or (for example with Scarborough Fair) listing a range of near impossible tasks for the would-be lover to perform in order to show that he is truly in love with the singer.

We should also remember that prior to Dylan, the most eminent of all American songwriters was Irving Berlin (who is estimated to have written around 1,250 songs many of which became classics) who along with everyone else wrote songs that lasted around three minutes.  Indeed if we consider his most well-remembered song (White Christmas), we can note that contained just 52 words in the lyrics, there being just two verses which are then repeated.  “Visions of Johanna” in terms of words is over eight times the length.

“White Christmas” – the most famous song by the most prolific and successful songwriter of all time, reveals an approach which is the exact opposite of that of Bob Dylan.  Berlin’s Christmas deals with a simplistic vision of an imagined perfect event.  We might compare that with a song containing a vision that itself cannot be trusted as being representative of reality (as the very first line of the song says – “Ain’t it just like the night to play tricks when you’re trying to be so quiet”).

But the length of the song is of course not the key issue.  What “White Christmas” does it give the listener a simple reassuring message – and reassuring not just because of what type lyrics say, but because the complete set of lyrics comes twice.   “Visions” is absolutely the opposite.  Everything is confused and uncertain from those famous opening lines…

Ain't it just like the night to play tricksWhen you're tryin' to be so quietWe sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it

And although there is of course no suggestion that Dylan was thinking of writing the antithesis to “White Christmas” in writing “Visions” he has constructed a song which in lyrics and music is that antithesis.   Where there was certainty and simplicity there is now uncertainty, confusion and chaos.

And this seems to me to be important because whereas Berlin was telling us that everything is wonderful, Dylan was telling us that everything is far from wonderful.  In fact, the world is so confusing, we can’t actually understand it.

But more than that.  To get into the meaning of Dylan’s song one needs to focus and question everything that is happening.   It is, in my view, an expression of every frustration and concern and worry and anxiety that we have ever experienced, all pouring in against us at once.   Exactly the opposite of “White Christmas” where there are no worries, no problems, and everything will be just fine as it was (we are informed) in the old days.

Yet there is more; there is something that leads me to bring these two utterly dissimilar songs together in one article.  For to grasp “White Christmas” one hardly needs any patience; the message is there from the very first line.   And the same is true in “Visions”.  One only has to say the opening line of each song to see that they are both fixed within the same model of songwriting: we set the scene in the opening line.

Ain't it just like the night to play tricksWhen you're tryin' to be so quietWe sit here stranded, though we're all doin' our best to deny it

compared with

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know

This is “everything is wrong” contrasted with “everything is right”.  In “Visions” the question is “how do I cope?”   In “Christmas” there is nothing to cope with because everything is fine.

So what we have in this contrast is one song about the world being wrong, and the other saying everything is ok.  In “White Christmas” there is nothing to be dealt with, because when everything is already fine.    In “Johnanna” everything is confused and has to be dealt with.   In “White Christmas” the song ends with the hope that all your experiences will be perfect and fulfilling.  In “Johanna” the visions are so awful they become more real than the individual.  The visions are the new reality, the night has played its tricks and taken over.

In essence “White Christmas” and “Johanna” are each songs which symbolise some of the thinking of the age.  In the former everything is perfect.  In the latter song, even reality has been shattered.

And what links the two songs even more strongly is that in each case there is nothing for the individual to do.  In the Berlin song everything is perfect so nothing needs to be done, in the Dylan song, the world has fallen apart so much that nothing can be done.  “Visions” in fact is a song of a world gone so wrong, that even its reality is in doubt.

Thus both songs describe worlds in which nothing happens to change the situation.  In the former, nothing needs to happen because Berlin paints a picture of a perfect family Christmas.  Everything has been gained – the family are together for a perfect White Christmas  In Johanna, everything has been lost; the singer’s conscience has exploded and all he has left is someone else’s thoughts, as “these visions of Johanna are now all that remain.”

In short, these two songs give utterly different visions: “It is all about to be wonderful” against “It is already utterly dreadful”.   And there is an important point here because it is much easier to persuade people to be engaged with a song that offers them a picture of the good times, or a picture of bad times which can be made better than to persuade people to engage with a song in which everything is wrecked and there is nothing you can do about it.

And yet Dylan has done this.   And this raises the question: how on earth has he managed to persuade so many of us to listen to (and one might almost say “adopt”) a song that paints the world as being in such an utterly disjointed and decayed state?   For “Visions” is not a protest song like “Masters of War” or  “Times they are a-changin'” – it is a song of collapse and disintegration.

And yet it is one of his most popular and successful songs of all time.

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One Response to The songs got longer the form started to bend, we needed patience

  1. Larry Fyffe says:

    As well, by turning internal-rhyme into end-rhyme we get:

    We see the empty cage
    Now corrode
    Where her cape of the stage
    Once had flowed

    And again below:

    He’s sure gotta a lotta gall
    To be so useless and all
    Muttering small talk at the wall
    While I’m in the hall

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