Tin Angel: The eternally running accompaniment to Dylan’s eternally running story.

By Tony Attwood

Ever since I first heard this song I have had this strange image of Bob coming into the recording studio and talking to the band.

“I’ve got a new song,” he says.

“OK,” say the guys, “have you got a chord sequence for us to follow?”

“There’s only one chord,” says Bob.

“Right,” they say, looking nervous.  “How long is the piece?”

“Nine minutes,” says Bob.

“What’s it about Bob?”

“Three people.”

“And what happens to them?”

“They all die.”

Tempest is an album about people dying – in a bad way.  Strangulation, being garrotted, drowning… that sort of thing.  This time we get adultery, murder and suicide while the double bass slips around over and over again.   Did the bass player actually have to play that same riff 100 times?  Maybe, but actually I hope for his/her own sanity Bob just asked for one verse and then replayed the bass part over and over.  And over.

As for the story, we know it is all going to go wrong from the opening.  “It was late last night when the boss came home” – somehow sounds to me like a 1950s American detective film in black and white, although as I was reminded a bit later when I went a looking, it is the opening line of  ‘Gypsy Davy’ by Woody Guthrie.  And the story comes from Black Jack Davy which Bob recorded for “Good as I have been to you”.   And that’s what we have here.  Bob going back over old ground.  That doesn’t make it any the worse for that, but I am not sure that it is old ground that I personally need covering again.

And if I might divert for a moment, if you are interested in the heritage of this song, and if you’ve not heard it before, do take in the White Stripes version of Black Jack Davy.

But back to Bob.   All of these songs cast their eyes back to The Gypsie Laddie, with the same notion of the wandering men who will tempt the young woman who has all the riches and security a fine nobleman can give her.  This causes the Lord to chase after the woman.

Dylan’s fascination with the wanderers, takes us back yet again to the Parting Glass, and it is a theme seemingly as old as English, Scottish and Irish folk songs.   Songs such as “The Raggle Taggle Gypsies”.  But in these songs of the woman giving it all up to go off with the stranger, there are also two other sub-plots.  One is the perfidious nature of women; the songs were written and sung by men for the most part, and women come off badly in the telling.  The other is the semi-magical quality of the traveller who doesn’t need the security most of us live within, and who can wander on, knowing they will always find money somewhere, and always be able to tempt the most beautiful woman away.

So with the opening “It was late last night when the boss came home”, with the eternally unchanging chord, and the unchanging double bass we get the picture, and we’re off into 9 minutes of black and white gloom.  And just in case we haven’t got it, we reference “Old Henry Lee” another name from the annals of history.

And so we move on with the three people in the story talking to each other, although sometimes it takes a moment to work out who is talking to whom.  And meanwhile there are so many references back to folk songs that it is sometimes hard to remember whether these are genuine folk songs being referenced or contemporary versions of what people think folk songs ought to sound like or just lines that sound as if they ought to come from folk songs.   “Well, they rode all night, and they rode all day…” I have heard it so often while listening to the song I can’t really remember where it started from.  (Black Jack Davy again, in this case, but it took me a while to get there).

So the roots of the song keep coming back to us, whether we can actually remember the exact origin of each line, or not, as with

“Well, saddle for me my coal black stud
He’s speedier than the gray
I rode all day and I’ll ride all night
And I’ll overtake my lady
I’ll bring back my lady”

from Black Jack Davy.   Bob gives us

Well, they rode all night, and they rode all day
Eastward, long down the broad highway
His spirit was tired and his vision was bent
His men deserted him and onward he went

It is curious perhaps to throw in the notion that within all this Bob is having fun – after all it this is a song about three deaths, and there is doom and gloom at every turn.  But as others have pointed out before me, there is a mix of contemporary images and references to times past throughout, and the ultimate implication is that Bob is messing with the genre, not the specific story.   Perhaps he hopes that in 100 years people will look back to this piece as giving a re-birth to the narrative song format… but I doubt it.

I doubt it because the format was designed as a story telling format to occupy and entertain people without the mass media.  People who were often illiterate, and for whom the only stories were the ones told or sung; mostly sung because singing a song makes it easier to remember.

But throughout, back in this song, we ourselves get as confused as the characters in the tale.   Just think of  “‘Husband?’ What husband? What the hell do you mean?”  And we are left thinking as we try to take this latest twist in, “Yes, what exactly is going on?”

The confusion that runs through the whole song could be a reminder of the way the original folk songs of this type evolved – making sense was not necessarily part of the agenda (an extreme case being Nottamun Town which Dylan used as a basis of “Masters of War”).   Which still leaves the question, is this a set of deliberate confusions reflecting the film noir origins of the piece, or was Bob just putting down the lines he thought of as he wrote the piece full on, not going back to check for any sort of consistency.

Or again it might be Bob doing what he has always done, giving us snippets and insights, and then as fast as we have got them, taking them away again.   Maybe this is the reason that the official Bob Dylan site fails even now (2017) to give us the lyrics of a song that has been out and about for several years.

My own guess, for what it is worth, is that Bob had no interest in delivering a story that makes sense.  That is not the point at all.  What we have is a never ending story.  Yes in one sense they all die, but that’s not quite right, so we can go back and sing the song again – if you really, really want to.

I think what we have here is not a story that needs to be taken apart but a story that is dark and mysterious that like the unchanging bass line just goes round and around and around.

But I find myself wondering – do many people play this song a lot.  I am sure some do.  However I found that after a couple of hearings it makes me sort of glaze over.  If I put the album on I listen, but find I’ve got to the end of the song without actually listening to it.

Some Dylan songs do remove part of the essence of music on occasion; It’s alright Ma is virtually all on one note except for the suddenly contrasting end of each verse (“So don’t fear / if you hear / a foreign sound…”).  It is that end of each verse, and the incredible power and drive of the main body of each verse that makes the song one we can listen to over and over.  But “Tin Angel”… we can listen, but I am not sure it has much impact.

What is on the site

1: Over 360 reviews of Dylan songs.  There is an index to these in alphabetical order below on this page, and an index to the songs in the order they were written in the Chronology Pages.

2: The Chronology.  We’ve taken all the songs we can find recordings of and put them in the order they were written (as far as possible) not in the order they appeared on albums.  The chronology is more or less complete and is now linked to all the reviews on the site.  We have also recently started to produce overviews of Dylan’s work year by year.     The index to the chronologies is here.

3: Bob Dylan’s themes.  We publish a wide range of articles about Bob Dylan and his compositions.  There is an index here.

4:   The Discussion Group    We now have a discussion group “Untold Dylan” on Facebook.  Just type the phrase “Untold Dylan” in, on your Facebook page or follow this link 

5:  Bob Dylan’s creativity.   We’re fascinated in taking the study of Dylan’s creative approach further.  The index is in Dylan’s Creativity.

6: You might also like: A classification of Bob Dylan’s songs and partial Index to Dylan’s Best Opening Lines

And please do note   The Bob Dylan Project, which lists every Dylan song in alphabetical order, and has links to licensed recordings and performances by Dylan and by other artists, is starting to link back to our reviews.

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Dylan On Dylan: The Songs Of Bob Dylan And The Poems Of Dylan Thomas

Dylan On Dylan:
The Songs Of Bob Dylan And The Poems Of Dylan Thomas

By Larry Fyffe

Bob Dylan works Christian teachings into his artistic endeavours as does William Blake: that is, its teachings before they are corrupted by social and political authorities.

Dylan’s adventures with a Christian fundamentalist organization does not dissuade him from doing so, though the hypocrisy of its adherents leads him to hammer nails of protestations into his song lyrics.

Dylan is not confused; it be they. Throughout his works, even in his children-oriented ones, the songwriter is very consistent in philosophical outlook. He criticizes not only others, but himself: one should not stay where one does not belong, when your journey down the road of life enables you to see that one shouldn’t do to others what you wouldn’t want them to do to you. But this road from innocence to experience is a bumpy one. The sign blinks: “Fasten your seat belt”.

“I touched the garment, but the hem was torn
In Scarlet Town where I was born”.
(Bob Dylan: Scarlet Town)

With a metaphoric catechism that he carries on his shoulder, Bob Dylan chases away the literalistic dogma that’s nipping at his bootheels:

“One by one, they followed the sun
One by one, until there were none
Two by two, to their lovers they flew
Two by two, into the foggy dew
Three by three, they danced on the sea
Three by three, they danced on the shore”
(Bob Dylan: Two By Two)

The hem, torn or not, of Neo-Romantic poetry, the songwriter and singer finds more appealing than the religious garment that’s been ripped to pieces by the dogma of church leaders.

“Rage, rage against the dying of the light
Wild men who caught the sun in flight”
(Dylan Thomas: Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night)

And similar NeoRomantic singer/songwriters:

“If you dance with me tonight
We’ll catch the dying of the light and we’ll catch the sun”
(High Flying Birds: The Dying Of The Light)

Led by the high-flying poetic birds – William Blake and Walt Whitman , Dylan Thomas is a bird that needs to spread its poetic wings:

“Let me escape
Be free, (wind for my tree and water for my flower)
Live self for self
And drown the gods in me
Or crush their viper heads beneath my foot
No space, no space, you say
But you’ll not keep me in
Although your cage is strong”
(Dylan Thomas: Let Me Escape)

So sings Bob Dylan from his bower of beechen green and shadows numberless:

“Let the wind blow high, let the wind blow low…….
Let the bird sing, let the bird fly”
(Bob Dylan: Under The Red Sky)

Said it has been that from the Welsh poet, Dylan takes his name.

Who are those among you that doubt  that this is true?

“Children of darkness got no wings
This we know, we got no wings
Stay in a circle chalked upon the floor
Waiting all vainly this we know”
(Dylan Thomas: Children Of Darkness  Got No Wings)

What is on the site

1: Over 360 reviews of Dylan songs.  There is an index to these in alphabetical order below on this page, and an index to the songs in the order they were written in the Chronology Pages.

2: The Chronology.  We’ve taken all the songs we can find recordings of and put them in the order they were written (as far as possible) not in the order they appeared on albums.  The chronology is more or less complete and is now linked to all the reviews on the site.  We have also recently started to produce overviews of Dylan’s work year by year.     The index to the chronologies is here.

3: Bob Dylan’s themes.  We publish a wide range of articles about Bob Dylan and his compositions.  There is an index here.

4:   The Discussion Group    We now have a discussion group “Untold Dylan” on Facebook.  Just type the phrase “Untold Dylan” in, on your Facebook page or follow this link 

5:  Bob Dylan’s creativity.   We’re fascinated in taking the study of Dylan’s creative approach further.  The index is in Dylan’s Creativity.

6: You might also like: A classification of Bob Dylan’s songs and partial Index to Dylan’s Best Opening Lines

And please do note   The Bob Dylan Project, which lists every Dylan song in alphabetical order, and has links to licensed recordings and performances by Dylan and by other artists, is starting to link back to our reviews.

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Bob Dylan in 1979: When He Returns

By Tony Attwood

As we have seen Bob Dylan had one of his occasional pauses in 1976 (his first since the prolonged drought of 1971/2) but in 1977 and 1978 he had returned with a new vigour and vitality.  Then as one of the last songs of 1978 he wrote what may be seen as the first of his Christian songs Slow Train.   Now in 1979 he entered the full-blown period of Christian songs with a vengeance.

18 songs survive from this year, and many of them must still qualify as exceptional pieces of music – songs which in many ways took us into a new form of Christian song writing (which I am not sure the Christian church – at least in my country) has ever really valued as it should have done.

From early in the year we have the incredibly plaintive I believe in You and looking at this again I’ve found an interesting concert recording of this which is not mentioned in the original but is most certainly worth a listen

 

Precious Angel certainly stands out as a remarkable song but if you have read my ramblings through these songs you will know already where I am going to go for the absolute, amazing standout moment of the year: it is the live version of  When He Returns

Coming to write this resume of the year I was horrified to find that the link to the live recording I raved about in the review was no longer working.  So I’ve put up two more links to the concerts in that review, and one to an acoustic version.

As I said in the subject line for that review it is “The one Dylan performance that could convert a sinner such as me”.   Just checking on Google I see that headline comes up third on page one of a search for that song, after the official site and A-Z lyrics – at least where I live (it will vary in other places of course).  But it suggests at least some people found the headline worthy of a click!  I hope the readers enjoy the article too.

What really strikes me in listening again to the songs from this year in the order they were written is that Dylan really did get some incredibly good work out of this period.  Blessed is the Name is a great piece of music no matter how you analyse it, and Solid Rock is written in a completely different way from any other Dylan song I know, and it also is most certainly still worth exploring the live recordings we have.

But still, in working through the year again, nothing to my mind surpasses the live version of “I believe in You”.  And I write that as one who does not believe.

The question we faced at the end of this year was would Dylan keep the productivity up? He had paused in 1968 and taken a while to return to full-blown genius in his writing, and as I mention above he had done the same again in 1971/2.  But now here he was with 18 songs in one year and still going strong.  It may not have been the subject matter I would have asked for, but the musical quality was sublime.

  1. Gotta Serve Somebody
  2. I believe in You
  3. Ye Shall be Changed
  4. Trouble in mind
  5. Man gave names to all the animals
  6. No Man Righteous
  7. Gonna change my Way of Thinking
  8. Precious Angel
  9. When you gonna wake up
  10. When He Returns
  11. Saving Grace
  12. Blessed is the Name
  13. Covenant Woman
  14. In the Garden
  15. Pressing On
  16. Saved
  17. Solid Rock
  18. What can I do for you?

What else is on this site

1: Over 360 reviews of Dylan songs. 

2: The Dylan Chronologies.  

3: Bob Dylan’s themes.  .

4:   The Discussion Group    Just type the phrase “Untold Dylan” in, on your Facebook page or follow this link 

5:  Bob Dylan’s creativity.

6: A classification of Bob Dylan’s songs and partial Index to Dylan’s Best Opening Lines

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The Bobby Horror Picture Show

The Bobby Horror Picture Show

By Larry Fyffe

Though sometimes romantic, changing times can be scary. Dylan reproduces the latter feeling through pictures Gothic, word-movies of gloom and doom where lightning flash highlights crooked trees, delapidated buildings, rusty gates, decaying gardens, howling wolves, tolling church bells, and medieval hill-top castles. A horror film where decadent individuals, often grotesque and sexually deviant, roam the aisles after midnight while on the screen, mad aristocrats and crazed scientists experiment on the dead.

Bob Dylan whistles as he walks down the row of grave-yard seats:

“Take me disappearing through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time
Far past the frozen leaves
Out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow”

The sounds of a ghost pierces his ears:

“Where but to think is to be full of sorrow
And leaden-eyed despairs
Where beauty cannot keep her
lustrous eyes”
(John Keats)

And a high-born ghost howls from the ruins of the balcony:

“A memory throws up high and dry
A crowd of twisted things
A twisted branch upon the beach
Eaten smooth and polished
As if the world gave up its skeleton
Stiff and white”
(TS Eliot: Rhapsody On A Windy Night)

Bobby’s date is injured by falling plaster, and he gently lifts Annabel, Frankie Lee’s beautiful sister, from her sepulcher by the seat:

“The wind howls like a hammer
The night blows cold and rainy
My love’s like some raven
At my window with a broken wing”

A dust-covered ghost screams, this time down by the neon exit sign:

“Leave my loneliness unbroken – quit the bust above my door
Take thy beak from out my heart, and
take thy form from off my door
Quoth the raven, ‘Nevermore’ ”
(Edgar Allan Poe: The Raven)

Outside in the streets, scenes of terror :

“At midnight all the agents and the super-human crew
Come out and round up everyone
that knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory
Where the heart-attack machine is strapped across their shoulders, and then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to
Desolation Row”

Dylan and his date manage to escape the crumbling building by running across the road to the movie-house  called  ‘Paradise’,  but it’s on  fire:

“In the city’s melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin’ rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned, and forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin’ constantly at stake
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing”

‘Nighmare’, the main feature showing:

“I saw a new-born baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin’
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand  talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children”

And it’s a hard rain that’s gonna fall.

What else is on this site

1: Over 360 reviews of Dylan songs. 

2: The Dylan Chronologies.  

3: Bob Dylan’s themes.  .

4:   The Discussion Group    Just type the phrase “Untold Dylan” in, on your Facebook page or follow this link 

5:  Bob Dylan’s creativity.

6: A classification of Bob Dylan’s songs and partial Index to Dylan’s Best Opening Lines

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The Devil’s been busy. Dylan’s input into a Wilbury’s meander

by Tony Attwood

This is one of the songs on volume 3 (which is to say the second album) by the Travelling Wilbury’s (as far as I can work out, probably the first to be recorded) that clearly has a fair amount of Dylan in it, but how much is always a matter for debate.

Quite clearly the section Bob sings is his

You see your second cousin
Wasted in a fight
You say he had it coming
You couldn’t do it right
You’re in a western movie, playing the part
The devil’s been busy in your back yard

and it sounds like a flashback to Brownsville Girl, but it is very disconnected from the rest of the song.  It is almost as if he just listened to the tune and wrote his bit, without any reference to the rest.

That is not to knock the opening, which is pure Tom Petty, and I just wonder if Bob would ever be knowingly associated with a song that uses a golf course as its setting.  Does he play golf?  If he does I must have missed it, but whoever wrote this (I guess it is Tom) knows the slang of golf in the way Dylan knows the blues.

Verse two is more Bob, than verse one, with the outer space reference and the theme of being anti-space travel that Dylan delved into at this time.

Steaming down the highway
With your trucks of toxic waste
Where you gonna hide it
In the outer space?

The middle 8 seems a bit of a nothing land to me, it is just there because the guys said, “hey we need a middle 8” – which is something Bob has never done as far as I can recall.  When he puts in a middle 8 he puts it in for a purpose, not just for the sake of it.

But then at last we are onto the real Bob bit.

You see your second cousin
Wasted in a fight
You say he had it coming
You couldn’t do it right
You’re in a western movie, playing the part
The devil’s been busy in your back yard

What makes me think Bob didn’t write the rest of the song is the fact that this obviously Dylan verse is so divorced from the rest of the show.  Forget the golf courses, this is about… well something else, although I am not sure what.

The next break tells us nothing we didn’t know

Sometimes they say you’re wicked
But you know that can’t be bad
Sometimes you’re better off not knowing
It’ll only make you sad

And then it must be George or Jeff Lynne.  No one else in the band is going to write about Piccadilly and know its particular significance are they?  Nor are they going to lay on the silly mock upper-crust accent for “dash” and “cash”, which as a Londoner born and bred I find rather offensive.   The Kinks did it with “Dedicated Follower of Fashion” and did it well, but Sir Ray Davies lived just a few miles from me, so he’s entitled to.

But quite what the reference to sticky willy means I don’t really know.   Sticky willy is a plant that geese eat (commonly known as goose grass).  And….?  I don’t know.  If you know, please tell.
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They’re coming down Picadilly
Dripping at the dash
Wasting sticky Willy
Covering him with their cash
They just might not have noticed, they’ve been beating him so hard
And the devil’s been busy in your back yard

It’s all a bit of a mixture.  Pleasant enough but it’s not going to set the world alight, nor even your house on fire.  But nice to know that Bob can take something this vague and send it off in a totally different direction.  Who cares what the strap line means, this will do.

What else is on this site

1: Over 360 reviews of Dylan songs. 

2: The Dylan Chronologies.  

3: Bob Dylan’s themes.  .

4:   The Discussion Group    Just type the phrase “Untold Dylan” in, on your Facebook page or follow this link 

5:  Bob Dylan’s creativity.

6: A classification of Bob Dylan’s songs and partial Index to Dylan’s Best Opening Lines

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The Land Of Milk And Honey: Bob Dylan And Samuel Coleridge

By Larry Fyffe

Throughout the poetry of William Blake, good and bad spirits flitter; the pre-Romantic poet envisions that, in the past, there was a time when the material human body was not out of balance; not overly-governed by Reason to the detriment of Intuition and Imagination:

“And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England’s mountan green
And was the Holy Lamb of God
On England’s pastures seen”
(Blake: Jerusalem)

In his poetry, Samuel Coleridge rejects the tenets of organized religion to a much lesser extent than Blake does; the Romantic poet Coleridge envisions in external Nature a sense of Oneness; an Absolute Spirit showing human reason, intuition and imagination to be united.

“And there were gardens bright with sinuous rills
Where blossomed many an incence-bearing tree
And here were forests ancient as the hills
Enfolding sunny spots of greenery”
(Coleridge: Kubla Khan)

Bob Dylan, with his Judaic background takes issue with Coleridge’s conclusion that the Promised Land is here now. No, the metaphoric Messiah is yet to come.

Coleridge’s flaw: unlike fellow Romantic transcendentalist poet William Wordsworth, Samuel mixes his poetic vision with a hard drug, pain-relieving opium:

“And all should cry, Beware, Beware
His flashing eyes, his flashing hair
Weave a circle round him thrice
And close your eyes with holy dread
For he on honey dew hath fed
And drunk the milk of Paradise”
(Coleridge: Kubla Khan)

Coleridge and Dylan are both aware of the same biblical verse:

“And I have come down to deliver them out of the hand of the Egyptians
And to bring them up out of that land unto a good land and a large
Unto a land flowing with milk and honey”
(Exodus 3:8)

America is not the Promised Land, according to Bob Dylan; its people tricked, drugged, and enslaved by the Great Deceiver into believing ‘The American Dream’ – that all of men can be saved by worshipping at the feet of the Golden Calf.

“It’s undeniable what they’d  have you to think
It’s indescribable, it can drive you to drink
They said it was the land of milk and honey
Now they say it’s the land of money
Who ever thought they could make that stick
It’s unbelievable that you can get this rich this quick”
(Bob Dylan: Unbelievable)

Adding  a typical Dylanesque sardonic twist at the end; Dylan can ‘t help it, if he’s lucky!

The myth of the American Dream sticks.   However, for the great majority of Americans it’s not believable.

So Bob Dylan sides politically with Ginsberg-heralded ‘no-more-auction block’ Abolitionist poet Wiliam Blake, and not with the sedated Samuel  Coleridge.

What else is on this site

1: Over 360 reviews of Dylan songs. 

2: The Dylan Chronologies.  

3: Bob Dylan’s themes.  .

4:   The Discussion Group    Just type the phrase “Untold Dylan” in, on your Facebook page or follow this link 

5:  Bob Dylan’s creativity.

6: A classification of Bob Dylan’s songs and partial Index to Dylan’s Best Opening Lines

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2 x 2. The meaning behind Bob Dylan’s two by two

By Tony Attwood

Doing some basic research in preparation to write this review, I stumbled on a Wikipedia link which says, “There is consensus that the majority of songs do not meet Wikipedia’s notability guidelines. Songs should only have an individual article when there is enough material to warrant a detailed article.”

2 x 2 does not meet such guidelines apparently.

I am not sure if that enables me to say that they are wrong (given all the reviews on this site) or for them to point to this site and say, “well, there you are, a perfect example of why we should not write reviews about individual songs.”

And certainly not many people have had much to say about “2 x 2”.  Perhaps it is because the notion of the animals coming in two by two is so much part of the telling of Christian tales to children, that we are resistant to the notion of it becoming a suitable song for us to admit that we like.

It is also a song that Heylin records as having its lyrics changed as Bob worked on the recordings.   Apparently the song originally ended with a clear commitment to the religious connotations of “two by two”

One by one, they step in the ark
Two by two they live in the dark
Three by three what will be will be
You can tell it some more

One by one Thy will be done
Two by two I’m telling it true
Three by three, why can’t you see
Four by four you’ve seen it before.

In the actual record version it ends

One by one, they follow the sun
Two by two, to another rendezvous

with more lines added although hard to make out as the song fades out.

Now these two versions are completely different from each other and indeed give the whole song a different meaning.  Having the song end with “Thy will be done” says absolutely clearly that the “two by two” is most certainly a reference to Noah and the tales of the Old Testament.

But now with that gone, and the revised ending, we have a journey that goes round and round, we just keep on keeping on, I gotta keep moving… we are in the world of the traveller journeying down the never ending road, the world of the “Restless Farewell” and the “Parting Glass”  An utterly different proposition.

But I love this song, not least because I think it is totally fascinating that Dylan could shift a song from the totally religious of One by one, they step in the ark into the utterly secular One by one, they follow the sun in this way.

For “they follow the sun” is not just secular,  but it also represents within those four words an entire philosophy of life, a philosophy that says we can keep moving, we don’t have to be part of the fixed community of a religious group, a member of the family or community or society.  We can find and create our own destiny – the antithesis of the fundamental Christian philosophy he preached for a couple of years.

This notion of individuality, following one’s dreams etc is much more in keeping with the very interesting off beat musical introduction that the song has, and the fact that the song overall is pure atmosphere and images, rather than concrete religious certainty.  These are images for us to play with, as the shadows move in and out of the music.

As such the “one by one” counting theme throughout is really of little consequence, for it becomes little more than a musical device for us to hold onto as we watch the images as they move along.  That is not to decry it, for all music needs devices to keep the audience happy, but it is to say that the notion is not one of expressing Christianity.  At least that is how it seems at first.

So we know at once that this is not religious doctrine that is preached within the song as we look at the opening verse.

One by one, they followed the sun
One by one, until there were none
Two by two, to their lovers they flew
Two by two, into the foggy dew
Three by three, they danced on the sea
Four by four, they danced on the shore
Five by five, they tried to survive
Six by six, they were playing with tricks

How else can we explain “they danced on the sea” and “they were playing with tricks”.  Certainly tricks have no part in the Christian message I know.  This is pure symbolism. This is mythology fair and square as the “middle 8” section reveals…

How many paths did they try and fail?
How many of their brothers and sisters lingered in jail?
How much poison did they inhale?
How many black cats crossed their trail?

Black cats is surely the biggest hint of all.   And yet following this message we get a kick sideways as Dylan says…

Seven by seven, they headed for heaven
Eight by eight, they got to the gate
Nine by nine, they drank the wine
Ten by ten, they drank it again

Clearly heaven and indeed the gates of heaven, through which the righteous process, are a Christian image.  But in Christianity the wine of communion is only sipped not drunk and drunk again.

The again we have

How many tomorrows have they given away?
How many compared to yesterday?
How many more without any reward?
How many more can they afford?

Now that seems to me to be a possible question of those who turn away from the one true path and here the procession of numbers breaks as we get “two by two” where we are expecting “one by one”

Two by two, they stepped into the ark
Two by two, they step in the dark
Three by three, they’re turning the key
Four by four, they turn it some more

One by one, they follow the sun
Two by two, to another rendezvous

So what we have are people travelling in many directions looking for possible answers, always moving on.   Did they find it, or are the people who search forever and never find a set answer the ones who are truly lost?  Or are they, through their constant searching, the only people who find true salvation, but pushing their enquiry ever onwards, rather than accepting the simple answers of following a Lord who demands worship, and an Armageddon war, which leads to the destruction and eternal torment of non-believers?

That certainly seems to be a possible explanation, and indeed the writer of the always fascinating Bob Dylan haiku series  who comes up with

Various people
Seem to have a good time, but
They’re actually not.

The site also says by way of commentary…

I’ll be honest, I don’t know what this song is about. “2×2” is from “Under the Red Sky” in 1990, and it seems like everyone distanced themselves from that album as quickly as they could. I like much of it, and I don’t mind listening to this song with my mind turned off. But when I try to climb into it, I find that I can’t. All I can see is that this Noah’s Ark procession of people seem to start off OK, and wind up in less fortunate circumstances than those in which they started.

1. They follow the sun until there are none.
2. They fly to their lovers in the dew.
3. They dance on the sea.
4. The dance on the shore.
5. They try to survive.
6. They play with tricks.
7. They go to heaven.
8. They get to the gate.
9. They drink the wine.
10. They drink it again.
2. They step in the ark
3. They turn the key.
4. They turn it more.
2. They follow the sun to another rendezvous

It is as good a commentary as any: for the song is confusing and my best guess is that at this time Dylan was profoundly confused.  But I would add, it is rather good to have Bob being confused over Christianity (if that was the case here) rather than endlessly telling us that it is the only way to salvation.

There is also, by the way, a suggestion that Elton John played on this song.  Dylan gave the song four outings in the summer of 1992 in which Dylan sang the “one by one until there were none” over and over until he moved into the next song.

It seems a decent tribute to a very engaging and entertaining song.

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La Mancha Is Blowing In The Wind: Bob Dylan And Don Quixote

By Larry Fyffe

Ain’t it just like the knight to play tricks on you when you’re trying to be so quiet.

In some of his song lyrics, Bob Dylan is none other than the reincarnation of Don Quixote riding atop his tired old horse.

And like Miguel Cervantes’ noble knight-errant, he’s gentlemanly humorous about being overwhelmed by the decadent state of affairs that’s inherited from the past. He takes refuge in his own mind:

“And if you hear vague traces of skippin’ reels of rhyme
To your tambourine in time, it’s just a ragged clown behind
I wouldn’t pay it any mind, it’s just a shadow
You’re seeing that he’s chasing”
(Bob Dylan: Mr. Tambourine Man)

“It’s just windmills you see that’s he’s chasing”, Bob Dylan could just as well have written.

Since life’s too short for one idealistic visionary man to solve all the problems of these modern times, art’s the only shield, and a deranged detachment of the senses the only shelter from the raging storm outside.

Hope of progress is nothing but a romantic delusion:

“‘I think I’ll call it America’
I said as we hit land
I took a deep breath
I fell, I could not stand
Captain Ahab started writing up some deeds
He said, ‘Let’s set up a fort
And start buying this place with beads’
Just then a cop comes down the street
Crazy as a loon
He throws us all in jail
For carrying harpoons”
(Bob Dylan: 115th Dream)

 The contrived symbols of social status, and the unmanly weapons of modern warfare are, for this valorous knight, the trademarks of fake crusaders out for selfish gain:

“Gypsy Davey with a blow torch, he burns their camps
With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps
With a fantastic collection of stamps
To win friends and influence his uncle”
(Bob Dylan: Tombstone Blues)

Women, those helpless damsels in distress, our brave knight sees as heavenly creatures from another world:

“My love she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn’t have to say she’s faithful
Yet she’s true like ice, like fire
People carry roses
And make promises by the hour
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can’t buy her”
(Bob Dylan: Love Minus Zero)

But all is not what it seems …if you have some beads:

“Well, the last I heard of Ahab
He was stuck on a whale
That was married to the deputy
Sheriff of the jail”
(Bob Dylan: 115th Dream)

Of course, for all this romantic foolishness, Dylan Quixote, suffers mightily:

“Just remember wakin’ up on a little shore
Head busted, stomach cracked
Feet splintered, I was bald, naked
Quite lucky to be alive though”
(Bob Dylan: Talkin’  Bear Mountain Picnic Blues)

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Bob Dylan Has His Blake, And Keats It Too

Bob Dylan Has His Blake,
And Keats It Too

By Larry Fyffe

At a bar, Bob Dylan is sitting with Greg Lake (laughin’):

“Let’s do a song together.”

Lake: “I’ll do it, if the Guinness is free.

“No, not a Yeats’ poem; a Keith’s perhaps?”

“Funny thing you should say that……
The other evening, I did have a night in Gale Storm.”

“I must love you too much!”

“Well, my Mama, said the girl’s puttin’ you down
She’s gonna ruin my life
I must have loved you too much
Must of loved you too much”

The Dylan/Lake song lyrics stir a sweetish twist into the poem ‘Ode To A Nightingale’ by the melancholic John Keats:

“‘My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains…..
‘Tis not through envy of thy happy lot
But being too happy in thine happiness”

William Blake, the preRomantic poet,  is not at all jealous of children
being too happy with their lot:

“No, no, let us play for it is yet day
And we cannot go to sleep
Besides in the sky, the little birds fly
And the hills are all covered with sheep”
(William Blake: Nurse’s Song)

Dylan end-rhymes ‘fly’with ‘dry’, not with the above internal rhyme ‘sky’, when he reworks the poem into a song:

“Let the bird sing, let the bird fly
One day the man in the moon went home and the river went dry
Let the bird sing, let the bird fly
The man in the moon went home and the river went dry”
(Bob Dylan: Under The Red Sky)

Likewise, in the following song, Dylan celebrates the innocence of youth  sheltered somewhat from the detestable storms of adulthood:

“He’s young and on fire
Full of hope and desire
In a world that’s been raped
Raped and defiled”
(Lord Protect My Child)

The end-rhyme ‘fire’ and ‘desire’ are by Dylan varied in the lines above, changing the a-b-a-b  scheme that’s contained in Blake’s original:

“Bring me my bow of burning gold
Bring me my arrows of desire
Bring me my spear; O let the clouds unfold
Bring me my chariot of fire”
(William Blake: Jerusalem)

Dylan changes ‘unfold’ to ‘unfolds’ from the above verse, and slightly off-rhymes the pluralized word with ‘old’, in the following verse:

“As his youth now unfolds
He is centuries old
Just to see him at play makes me smile
No matter what happens to me”
(Bob Dylan: Lord Protect My Child.)

Blake’s end-rhyme ‘fire’ and ‘desire’ again Dylan utilizes in:

“Every time we meet together
My soul feels like it’s on fire
Nothing matters to me
And there’s nothing I desire
‘Cept you”
(Bob Dylan: Nobody ‘Cept You)

Dylan playfully draws on the face of William Blake’s art: to get the trope, the concrete image, or the symbol he wants that imaginatively expresses the meek and the wild side of mankind’s existence here on Earth:

“Did He smile His work to see
Did he who made the Lamb make thee
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night”
(William Blake: The Tiger)

Dylan admires the murdered singer-songwriter John Lennon’s vitality when he was alive:

“You burned so bright
Roll on John
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
In the forests of the night”
(Bob Dylan: Roll On John)

And expresses his own tiger/lamb innateness, his ‘animal’ versus ‘human’ side:

“A little confused, I remember well
And stopped into a strange hotel
With a neon sign burning bright
He felt the heat of the night”
(Bob Dylan: Simple Twist Of Fate)

Plus the spiritual and mystical feelings and visions that humans are capable of
experiencing:

“To see the world in a grain of sand
And Heaven in a wildflower
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour”
(William Blake: To See The World In A Grain Of Sand)

Dylan follows Blake; rhymes ‘bright’ and ‘night’; ‘sand’ and ‘hand’:

“Don’t have the inclination to look back
on any mistake
Like Cain, I  now behold this chain of
events that I must break
In the fury of the moment, I can see the
master’s hand
In every leaf that trembles, in every grain of sand”
(Bob Dylan: Every Grain Of Sand)

Like Blake, Dylan considers organized religion a chain binding an individual’s freedom. Except for death, social norms are impossible to escape completely, even if you join a group like ‘Students Wildly Indignant about Nearly Everything’:

“I saw a serpent…..
Vomiting his poison out
On the bread and on the wine
So I turned into a sty
And laid me down among the swine”
(William Blake: I Saw A Chapel)

It is characteristic of the Dylanesque writing technique to retain at least one of the end-words or end-rhymes used by the poet to which the songwriter alludes: end-rhyme ‘swine’ and ‘vine’ rather than ‘swine” and ‘wine’:

“Kill the beast and feed the swine
Scale the wall and smoke that vine
Feed the horse and saddle up the drum
It’s unbelievable, the day would finally come”
(Bob Dylan: Unbelievable)

The ‘drum’ being metonymy for ‘war’.

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The Tale Of The Wicked Messenger And The Faithful Servant

The Tale Of The Wicked Messenger And The Faithful Servant

By Larry Fyffe

The Nobel Prize in Literature’s not handed over to Bob Dyan because he gives unequivocal answers.

In the song ‘John Wesley Harding’, Dylan disguises himself as a Methodist outlaw of the Old West, and messes with the train tracks of biblical history.

In  the song ‘The Wicked Messenger’, Dylan, dresses himself up as the Old Testament prophet Samuel. This time, the songwriter keeps the slow train of biblical history that’s coming up around the bend on the mainline. Aboard is the Ark of the Ten Commandments that is supposed to be under the guard of the sons of Eli, high priest to the Israelites.

Bob, the time-traveller, is yet transfixed in perplexed wonderment:

“Though many a dark hour
I’ve been thinking about this
That Jesus Christ was betrayed by a kiss
But I can’t think for you
You’ll have to decide
Whether Judas Iscariot
Had God on his side”
(Bob Dylan: With God On Our Side)

A conundrum indeed since were it not for the ‘wicked messenger’ Judas, there’d be no dead man to take down from the cross, no God-ordained martyr to atone for the sins of mankind.

Steel-drivin’, rail-fixin’, “John Henry” Dylan travels back in time to the days when B.C.calendars hung on the walls. He’s not looking for Elvis in a big hotel, but for Eli, and ventures into the past where no Post-Modernist songwriter has gone before. Specifically, to the historical time recorded in the pages of the First Book of Samuel.

“There was a wicked messenger from Eli he did come
With a mind that multiplied the smallest matter
When questioned who had sent for him,
he answered with his thumb
For his tongue it could not speak, but only flatter”

Samuel’s mother Hannah apprenticed her son to Eli, she being thankful to the high priest for blessing her desire to produce a child. Young Samuel hears a voice while half-asleep in the back-room, and he assumes that it’s the all-knowing Eli calling him to arise for further religious instruction.

“He stayed behind the assembly hall,
it was there he made his bed
Oftentimes, he could be seen returning
Until one day he just appeared
with a note in his hand which read
‘The soles of my feet, I swear, they’re burning”

Eli informs Samuel that it’s God’s voice that the apprentice is hearing, and that he must carefully record what God says. Samuel is afraid to tell his religious instructor what God said to him: that He is going to punish Eli, his two sons, and all of his kin because the priest did not admonish his sons for disobeying God’s Commandments. Eli demands that Samuel tell him what he knows. Upon hearing the message, the devout priest makes no attempt to repent, but simply accepts the fate that God has bestowed upon him.

“Oh, the leaves begin to fallin’
and the seas begin to part
And the people that confronted him were many
And he was told but these few words
which opened up his heart
‘If you cannot bring good news, then
don’t bring any.”
(Bob Dylan: The Wicked Messenger)

A Philistine attack defeats the Israelites; the Ark which Eli’s two offspring are assigned to safeguard captured. The sons are killed, and Eli dies on hearing all the bad news.

Had Samuel not been a “wicked messenger”, he’d not have been God’s “faithful ambassador”; the young man is rewarded, and appointed high priest in place of the dead Eli. All because the Lord is so pleased that the Universe is unfolding as He planned it.

Good news that is indeed.

“A wicked messenger falleth into mischief; but a faithful ambassador is health.”
(Old Testament: Proverbs, 13:17)

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Heartland: the meaning and the music of the Bob Dylan / Willie Nelson song

By Tony Attwood

Bob co-wrote “Heartland” starting with the melody and maybe the first line (see below) in 1990, and recorded it with Willie Nelson in 1993, but didn’t use it in concerts until 2004 when it played it seven times, before finally putting it away.

The original (very incomplete) version was recorded the same day as “Under the Red Sky”, but without any (or any save the first line) the lyrics – the rest of the guys came in and played the piece with the tape running, and eventually it went to Willie Nelson.

There is an obvious link here since it is often said that Dylan inspired Willie Nelson’s annual Farm Aid benefit concerts with an off-the-cuff comment at Live Aid in 1985 that maybe some of the money raised at Live Aid should be given to help the impoverished farmers in the United States.

But despite two independent sources giving the story that Dylan simply had the melody and accompaniment Heylin objects to this on three grounds.  First is the notion that rhyme scheme is very un-Nelson.  Second there is the thought that a number of other Dylan songs of the era that reflected his concern for rural communities and for ecology.  And the third is the fact that booklet that accompanies the “Across the Borderline” album specifies for this song “Music & Lyrics by Bob Dylan and Willie Nelson”.

So maybe Dylan was singing the first line rather than just humming it, when it was recorded, or maybe Dylan even added some more.  Certainly this sort of commentary about the rural poor was there in all those blues songs he knew in the 1960s, and it was equally certainly there in Hollis Brown – and how!

Heylin might well be right, but not for the first time, I think Heylin’s desire to track where every paper clip fell on the floor during a night in the studio (as it were), is his worst enemy, because in spite or, or maybe due to, all this extraordinary detail he fails to listen to the music.

This is a remarkably simple but very effective, plaintive country melody in the first verse, and for me it is a total shame when the accompaniment comes in because at that point the message is (for me) lost.  Worse the instrumental verse just does it no favours most particularly with its unexpected modulation.  What was a powerful message thus becomes somewhat lost; but that is probably just because I don’t listen to much country music.

And its a shame because the first verse really does hit home…

There’s a home place under fire tonight in the heartland
And the bankers are taking my home and my land from me
There’s a big achin’ hole in my chest now where my heart was
And a hole in the sky where God used to be

That may not read as great poetry, and you might find it rather sickly, but do listen to it (on the Across the Borderline album).   Indeed when listening do also take in track 10: “What was it you wanted?” the only other Dylan song on the album.

Back with “Heartland” the lyrics continue throughout the song in the same manner, but with the band playing, and so for me the rest of the piece doesn’t work.  But I am certainly not an aficionado of country and western, so really I am not the right person to comment.

Here’s the second verse

There’s a home place under fire tonight in the heartland
There’s a well where the water’s so bitter nobody can drink
Ain’t no way to get high and my mouth is so dry that I can’t speak
Don’t they know that I’m dyin’ why’s nobody cryin’ for me

The final verse continues in the same manner

There’s a home place under fire tonight in a heartland
And bankers are taking the homes and the land away
There’s a young boy closin’ his eyes tonight in a heartland
Who will wake up a man with some land and a loan he can’t pay.

Very true Bob; very worth saying.  But then, that’s capitalism for you.

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Owed To Bobby Allen: A Joan Baez Revelation

Owed To Bobby Allen:
A Joan Baez Revelation

By Larry Fyffe

Yet another well-kept secret about Dylan uncovered!

“Now you’re telling me
You’re not nostalgic
Then give me another word for it
You who are so good with words
And at keeping things vague
Because I need some of that vagueness now
It all comes back too clearly
Yes I loved you dearly
And if you’re offering me diamonds
and rust
I’ve already paid”
(Joan Baez: Diamonds And Rust)

Baez speaks about Robert Allen Zimmerman, telling him she owes him nothing; she’s already paid.

But what are the words that Joan needs to hear from Bob? Surely not “Rose Bud”, the rusty old sled that turns out to be the only real love object of Citizen Kane?

“She read that the prince had returned to the stage
Hovering near treacherous waters
A friend saw her drifting and caught her
Unguarded fantasies fly too far
Memories tumbling like sweets from a jar”
(Joan Baez: Winds Of The Old Days)

Sounds as though the required words have something  to do with ‘sweets”.

In other song lyrics, there are more clues as to why Joan Baez is so upset with Dylan.

“In Scarlet Town where I was born
There was a fair maid dwellin’
And her name was known both far and near
And they called her Barbara Allen

Barbara Allen was buried in the old churchyard
Sweet William was buried beside her
Out of Sweet William’s heart grew a red, red rose
Out of Barbara Allen’s, a briar”
(Bob Dylan: Barbara Allen)

The much earlier bootlegged ‘Ode To Barbara Allen’, featured on the Amazing Kony Fone Record Label, demonstrates there Dylan sings, not “Sweet William”, but instead the words “Poor William”.

“In Charlottetown not far from here
There was a fair maid dwellin’
And her name was known both far and near
And her name was Barbary Allen

‘Twas in the merry month of May
Green buds they were swellin’
Poor William on his death bed lay
For the love of Barbary Allen”
(Bob Dylan: Barbara Allen)

It appears that the word “Sweet”, to Dylan, becomes somewhat of an obsession; there’s something’s on his mind.

The answer to what that is blows in the wind coming down from the Great White North. The lyrics of the following song clearly show that the song is absolutely not about sweet Buffy Sainte-Marie, the Canadian folksinger of ‘Universal Soldier’, in spite of this being thought so by a number of critics.

“Well, I don’t know how it happened, but the
Riverboat captain, he knows my fate
But everybody else, even yourself
They’re just gonna have to wait

Well, I got the fever down in my pockets
The Persian drunkard, he follows me
Yes, I can take him to your house but I can’t unlock it
You see you forgot to leave me with the key
Oh, where are you tonight, Sweet Marie?”
(Bob Dylan: Absolutely Sweet Marie)

Instead, the song’s definitely about  “Sweet Marie”, the name of a peanut and caramel chocolate bar invented in Canada, and easily available there; not so in Iran, nor in Britain, nor in the United States Of America.

So Dylan hides the bars securely away when he has possession of some. You see, it’s so hard to get his hands on a “Sweet Marie”.

Little wonder Joan feels nothing’s owed to Bobby Allen after she finds his stash of Sweet Marie chocolate bars, and realizes that Bob’s real obsession happens to be candy.


You might also enjoy: Oh Sister: Bob Dylan and Joan Baez, exchanging thoughts through song.

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Bob Dylan in 1978: Helena Springs and our fate is our own fault

By Tony Attwood

After the extraordinary outpouring of compositions by Dylan in 1977 in terms of the Street Legal songs, Dylan went in a different direction.  The songs that he added in 1978 to the Street Legal collection (New Pony and Baby Stop Crying) are not, in my opinion, anything like the standard of the previous year’s songs.

But for most of the time in this year Dylan worked with Helena Springs to produce a collection of ok songs, but by and large nothing really special although there is one rather good piece towards the end of the year, in my opinion.

The undoubted highlight for me is I must love you too much after which Dylan composed the decidedly odd (at least in terms of subject matter) Stepchild and Legionnaire’s disease before utterly changing direction with Slow Train which took us into a completely new Dylan World.

Slow Train is not a religious song as such, although it heralded a new Dylan era, but rather as I noted in the review it is a song which tells us we have become disenfranchised because we choose to see ourselves as disenfranchised.  If Dylan had continued with that theme who knows what amazing, radical, and indeed revolutionary songs he would have written in the following year.

But he didn’t – he went instead down the exact opposite direction.  Instead of saying that the world we see around us is the world we choose to make, he said that we were here because of the design of the Supreme Being.  We had to worship the Lord in order to avoid eternal damnation, rather than find a way to change how we look at the world.

Dylan thus chose the much simpler religious route and this song became associated with that religious approach.  It need not have been however, and without the future Slow Train it would have stood alone as a bold statement of man’s ability to screw up his own mind and his own future.

But this is all a completely different world view from “I love you too much” and potentially a much more complex world view.  But to be complete, to my mind, it needed to be followed through.  Which is why “I love you too much” remains my choice for the Dylan song of the year, although as a stand alone song I have to give Slow Train Coming second billing.   If the next album had not been 100% religious we might have seen Slow Train in a new light, but as it was, its message was immediately undermined.

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Deadwood And Deadman: Bob Dylan And Post-Modernism

by Larry Fyffe

Whether the Canadian-created crusader Superman, the Canadian-acted spaceman Captain Kirk, or the Spanish Cervantes horse-riding Don Quixote, Bob Dylan disguises himself as various members of The League Of Justice, and attempts to fix everybody’s problems ‘cept mine.

He beams down into the days of the Old West in America, where Alias James Kirk, he finds himself caught amidst religious strife, and, you guessed it,  once again violates “The Prime Directive”, thereby changing the preordained course of all human history.

Deadwood, Dakota Territory, on a hot afternoon, and the town’s got reason to be nervous.

In the local saloon, ‘Injun’ William Blake, sits at a table with black-hatted John Calvin, “the Puritan Cowboy”, who’s sitting beside a man in a long dusty coat. They’re playing high-stakes poker  with “Saint Auggie”, the town-sheriff, who’s also its stilt-walkin’ court-judge, coffin-sellin’ undertaker, and fire-breathing High Priest.

Not to mention, he’s the reincarnation of Paul Revere’s tired ‘river-horse’, an animal that God thought he’d call a Hippopotamus.

On the wall of the smoke-filled saloon hangs a poster that reads:

Wanted Dead Or Alive:

The ‘No-Doer Gang’, led  by the notorious religious outlaw John Calvin who claims salvation isn’t for everyone, but predestined for just a few; so it’s no use trying to save yourself with good works; faith, and faith alone, is all you’ve got.
Signed: Sheriff Augustine.

Captain Kirk, of course,  realizes that the Sheriff of Deadwood is loaded down with gold given to him by some Italian priest from the thirteenth century , and that the lawman is under direct orders to search out, stack the deck against, and then to lock up the ‘Predestination Gang’ in the fiery cells of Hell for all of Eternity:

“I dreamed I saw St. Augustine
Alive as you of me
Tearing through these quarters
In the utmost misery
With a blanket underneath his arm
And a coat of solid gold
Searching for the very souls
Whom already have been sold”
(Bob Dylan: I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine)

The religious tension arises from the Holy Bible’s Romans 2:13.

“For not the hearers of the law are just before the Lord, but the doers of the law shall be justified”.

Thinking quickly, the captain of the “Enterprise”  dresses himself up as John Wesley Harding; knocks on the door of Auggie’s Office, and claims he’s an outlaw from Methodist County.

Tells Sheriff Augustine: “We don’t got no predestination, we don’t need no stinkin’ predestination”. Both gunmen agree that Cowboy Cal’s doctrine is bad for business, and that the outlaw gang has to be dealt with:

“Calvin, Blake, and Wilson
Gamble in the dark
None of them would ever live to tell of the disembark”
(Bob Dylan: Tempest)

‘Cole’ Wilson later reappears in the Post-Modern western movie ‘Deadman’; Johnny Depp stars as accountant William Blake.

In Deadwood, puritanical Cal catches the corrupt ‘saintly’ churchman cheating at cards, and, takes Augustine out onto Mainstreet, and drills him full of holes.

John Wesley, himself a religious outlaw, but a ‘doer’, swears he’ll hunt down the black-hearted, card-playing Cal, and bring the ‘dishonest, sheep-herding cowpoke’ back to Deadwod to face justice.

John Wesley Harding was a friend to
the poor
He travelled with a gun in every hand
All along this countryside
He opened many a door
But he was never known
To hurt an honest man
(Bob Dylan: John Wesley Harding)

With a gun in every hand, Wesley discovers Calvin’s still in Deadwood.

“Where?”

“Down by the corral.”

“Well, tell him: ‘It’s not OK’ “.

Just then lightning thunders; it’a dark and stormy night, and a shot rings out.

Cal, ‘the dirty little coward’ hits the dirt, aces and eights go flying everywhere, and members of the audience near the back-door of movie house shout: “John Wayne is the bravest of them all.”

A little confused, Spaceman Wesley-Dylan flips open his communicator:

“This is your captain speaking!….Scotty, beam me up.”


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Under the red sky: the meaning behind the music and lyrics of Dylan’s song

By Tony Attwood

It really is quite hard to work out what I think about this song.  Certainly I must admit it is not a song I’d ever choose to put on the record player, or the CD player; it doesn’t do anything for me.  But that doesn’t mean anything – that of course is just personal taste.

What we do know is that Don Was said that Dylan told him it was about his home town, and one can certainly see that at least in parts this fits.  But then again as Dylan told Rolling Stone in 2006 – that is 16 years later – the studio sessions were something of a muddle, and lacked a clear focus, what with Bob also popping in and out of the Travelling Wilburys at the same time.  So maybe it was about his home town – up to a point.  Maybe it’s about his childhood in his home town.

I think that for me, the problem with the song is that to make lyrics like this work one either needs a form of musical accompaniment that creates a world of its own, so that the lyrics don’t matter, or a melody that is so memorable, that the lyrics just seem to fit no matter what they say.

Dylan has also suggested that at this time he had returned to reading the poetry of William Blake,  but whereas before Dylan was able to find inspiration in such Blake lines as

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

and one can imagine poems such as “Love’s Secret” having an impact

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly

it is hard to find any Blake antecedent for Under the Red Sky.

What Bob gives us back is, for me, in both the musical form and in the lyrics, uninspiring and owes nothing to William Blake.  Nothing much makes me want to enquire as to what is going on, at least until we get to

This is the key to the kingdom and this is the town
This is the blind horse that leads you around

And with this couplet I change direction because the “blind horse” immediately makes me think not of Blake but of Dylan Thomas’ poem “Because the pleasure bird whistles” where Dylan Thomas writes of the appalling blinding of song birds in the bizarre belief that it will make their singing all the sweeter.

Dylan Thomas’ message however is a clear condemnation of a world that would countenance such activity.

Because the pleasure bird whistles after the hot wires
Shall the blind horse sing sweeter
Convenient bird and beast lie lodged to suffer
The supper and knives of a mood

Bob Dylan starts off in the same direction, but somehow can’t quite find where it all should go…

Let the bird sing, let the bird fly
One day the man in the moon went home and the river went dry
Let the bird sing, let the bird fly
The man in the moon went home and the river went dry

Musically we rock along between E and A but them in the third line bump into a sudden change of atmosphere with C#m, G#m, F#m7, B.   It all seems a bit of a rush, and put there almost to distract us from the fact that he’s just repeating the lines.

The middle 8 does give us a moment of musical interest as it jumps suddenly to G (an unrelated chord) and then B and back to E, as if we’ve taken a journey but got nowhere.   Then the G comes again, but this time sinks back to F#m7 and B – as if to say, no we were not going anywhere at all.

And maybe that’s it.  Bob’s home town really isn’t going anywhere, for there is nowhere for it to go and is symbolic of appalling acts of cruelty to wildlife.  But maybe I shouldn’t be worrying about it at all.  Maybe it is just lines from a song.

I wondered for a while if the picture on the front of the album and CD might give us an idea as to what Bob Dylan was talking about here, and that perhaps the picture was actually a view of Hibbing (not having a clue what Hibbing looked like in earlier times).

The website searchingforagem.com however says

… it was thought the front photograph was taken in Israel, but it was actually in the Mojave Desert in California. The rear photograph shows Bob on a front porch somewhere in the USA, with a US flag in one of the flower urns. Both photographs are copyrighted by Bob himself, but credited to Camouflage Photo, which doesn’t actually exist!

So not Hibbing there.  Maybe not anywhere, maybe not going anywhere.

Maybe it just is.

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Shakespeare’s In The Well With His Pointed Claws And His Bell

By Larry Fyffe

From within the lyrics of Bob Dylan’s songs shine the golden arrows and silver spears of Willian Blake’s poetry.

Dylan’s main message is consistent throughout most of the songwriter’s works. Many of his song lyrics present the Blakean view that the forces of good and the forces of evil exist side by side. In life, those forces that are evil – lifelessness, and lack of spirit – forever threaten to tread down the forces of good.

People spirited with love must therefore keep an eternal vigil. All too often, would-be shepherds of the soul become corrupted themselves, and unwatched sheep wander astray with no spirit left to guide them.

A feature of Modern and Postmodern art is the intermixing of so-called “high” and “low” forms thereof.

Dylan sometimes employs adaptations to children’s nursery rhymes of yesterday to get the above-mentioned morality play message across to the listeners of today: i.e., the importance of having vitality in one’s own life.

One such nursery rhyme being:

“Little Boy Blue
Come blow your horn
The sheep’s in the meadow
The cow’s in the corn”
(Little Boy Blue)

The verse goes as far back as William Shakespeare’s plays:

“Sleepest or wakest thou, jolly shepherd?
Thy sheep be in the corn
And for one blast of thy minikin mouth
Thy sheep shall take no harm”
(King Lear, Act lll, sc.6)

Dylan updates the cry-out for a goodly horn-blasting a shepherd who is awake and able to warn his hometown, painted in the devil’s colour as it is, that complacent inertia has set in:

“So brave and true, so gentle is he
I’ll weep for him as he’d weep for me
Little Boy Blue, come blow your horn
In Scarlet Town, where I was born”
(Bob Dylan: Scarlet Town)

Wanted: a good trumpet player to raise the people of the town out of their spiritless lifelessness.

This lack of motivational music, Dylan deplores, and he expresses the need for an up-lift in the reworking of the following nursery rhyme:

“Little Jack Horner
Sat in the corner
Eating a Christmas pie
He put in his thumb
And pulled out a plum
And said, ‘What a good boy am I’.
(Little Jack Horner)

Dylan jacks it up:

“Shake me up that old peach tree
Little Jack Horner’s got nothin’ on me
Oh me, oh my
Love that country pie”
(Bob Dylan: Country Pie)

As well, Dylan tosses a glowing spark onto the following children’s rhyme:

“Handy Spanky, Jack-A-Dandy
Loves plum cake and sugar candy
He bought some at the grocer’s shop
And out he came – hop, hop, hop”
(Handy Spanky)

Sings out an adult ‘work ethic’-filled morality tale:

“Handy Dandy, if every bone in his body was broken he would never admit it
He got an all-girl orchestra, and when he says:
‘Strike up the band”, they hit it ……
Handy Dandy, just like sugar and candy
Handy Dandy, pour him another brandy”
(Bob Dylan: Handy Dandy)

The sheep munch it up.

Nevertheless, all eyes must be on the alert for the big bad wolf, lest he eats somebody’s parents up:

From Shakespeare’s ‘Ariel’s Song’:

“Full fathom five thy father lies
Of his bones are coral made
These are pearls that were his eyes
Nothing of him that doth fade
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell”

“Ding-dong
Hark! now I hear them – Ding, dong, bell”
(The Tempest. Act I, sc. 2)

The modern nursery rhyme for children:

“Ding dong bell
Pussy’s in the well
Who put her in?
Little Johnny Flynn
Who pulled her out?
Little Tommy Stout
What a naughty boy was that
Try to drown poor pussy cat
Who never did any harm
But killed all the mice
In the Farmer’s barn.”
(Ding Dong Bell)

Dylan updates and reworks the song version:

The cat’s in the well, the wolf is looking down
He got his bushy tail dragging all over the ground ……
The cat’s in the well, and grief is showing its face
The world’s being slaughtered, and it’s such a bloody disgrace.”
(Bob Dylan: Cat’s In The Well)


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Unbelievable: the meanings behind the Bob Dylan song

By Tony Attwood

Unbelievable is one of those songs which, if you don’t know it, and you read the words, you might just think, there isn’t much here.

Try this, if you can forget what the song sounds like

It’s undeniable what they’d have you to think
It’s indescribable, it can drive you to drink
They said it was the land of milk and honey
Now they say it’s the land of money
Who ever thought they could ever make that stick
It’s unbelievable you can get this rich this quick

Now a lesser musician than Dylan might try and compensate for words that are not particularly radical or different, by working on the melody or the chord sequence, but Dylan gives us what is in effect a two chord standard rock song with a third chord briefly added and not  that much of a melody.  In short a driving rock number.

And it works!

It was Dylan’s one single of the year and it even got into the charts, simply by the power of the delivery and the simplicity of the repeated title.

But at the same time we have to recognise it is also a song that apparently went through multiple re-writes with the quality of the re-writes (according to Heylin who it seems had access to them all) highly erratic, and (and this is a regular complaint of his) with the best lines often getting lost en route.

By way of example Heylin says that Dylan changes

“Too expensive to be built, too well-built to ever melt / Whoever thought you could make it stick,”

into

“They said it was the land of milk and honey now they say it’s the land of money / Whoever thought they could make that stick”.

Now I am not sure that is such a catastrophic change for the worse.  And indeed I am reminded, not for the first time, that as far as I know Heylin has never written a hit song in his life.  Indeed I am not sure he has ever written a song in his life.  And not for the first time I find myself asking, how can anyone who has never written music make such detailed judgements – and always without any justification?

Why is the “milk and honey” line worse  than the “melt” line (which incidentally is actually quite a lot harder to sing at the pace Dylan takes the song.)?

Anyway, Dylan took it where he wanted to take it, re-writes and all, and it then had a rather strange video added to it.  Later the song was also recorded by Bettye LaVette and there is a video of her version embedded into this article from Rolling Stone

And here is Dylan’s own video…

This dylan music video is Unbelievable!
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Coming back to this piece after many years of not listening to it, some of this song really is a bit odd.  Take, for example,

Every head is so dignified
Every moon is so sanctified
Every urge is so satisfied as long as you’re with me
All the silver, all the gold
All the sweethearts you can hold
That don’t come back with stories untold
Are hanging on a tree

which is followed by

It’s unbelievable like a lead balloon
It’s so impossible to even learn the tune
Kill that beast and feed that swine
Scale that wall and smoke that vine
Feed that horse and saddle up the drum
It’s unbelievable, the day would finally come

and then please forgive me if I don’t make any attempt to explain exactly what is going on although this time around, as when I first heard the song all those years ago, I got the real impression that Bob was talking about his own life…

It’s unbelievable, it’s fancy-free
So interchangeable, so delightful to see
Turn your back, wash your hands
There’s always someone who understands
It don’t matter no more what you got to say
It’s unbelievable it would go down this way

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“Time Out Of Mind”: Bob Dylan Paints His Masterpiece

“Time Out Of Mind”:
Bob Dylan Paints His Masterpiece

By Larry Fyffe

Some music critics claim that the title ‘Time Out Of Mind’ is given to Bob Dylan by a play-writing ghost he encountered in a Mobile, Alabama, alleyway:

“Time out o’ mind the fairies’ coach-makers
And in this state she gallops night by night
Through lovers’ brains, and then they
dream of love”
(William Shakespeare: Romeo And Juliet, Act 1, sc.4)

But the ghost of poet George Dillon, who’s always hanging around Greenwich Village with a feminist ghostess, has a different story – It’s he who hands Bob the following leaflet:

“So I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard
ground
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind”
(Edna St. Vincent  Millay: Dirge Without Music)

Bob Dylan’s lyrics and music within  ‘Time Out Of Mind’ support the contention of the latter above-mentioned ghost.

Neither in Millay’s poem nor Dylan’s song lyrics does the bard’s Queen Mab scatter fairie dust to transport  Millay and Dylan upward into a future dream world.

Instead, Edna writes of “loving hearts in the hard ground”, and Bob Dylan of  “my heart’s in the highlands” where the rest of his body doesn’t get to go:

“Well my heart’s in the Highlands at the break of day
Over the hills and far away
There’s a way to get there, and I’ll figure it out somehow
Well I’m already there in my mind, and that ‘s good enough for now”
(Bob Dylan: Highlands)

Only at “Untold” will Bob Dylan’s true inspirational source get to be known  because musicologists, even at ‘Rolling Stone’, aren’t that well-grounded in the history of literature.

The smudged finger-prints of a howling ghostess are all over the ‘Time Out Of Mine’ recording disc.

Dylan is not resigned, as Edna St. Vincent Mallay is not resigned, to the shutting out of the past. In ‘Time Out Of Mind’, Dylan mentions many songs he loves from times that are more or less  out of mind; he’s not letting them rest, and forgotten, buried deep in the vaults of the music industry.

Tossing in pieces of this and that song,
Bob Dylan cooks up a delicious witches’ brew: ‘Time Out Of Mind”:

“I can’t wait
Wait for you to change your mind
It’s late
I’m tryin’ to walk the line”
(Bob Dylan: Can’t Wait)

A dash of Cash he’s thrown in:

“Yes, I’ll admit I’m a fool for you
Because you’e mine, I walk the line”
(Johnny Cash: I Walk The Line)

With a fillet of Dylan:

“I wish I knew what it was that keeps me loving you so
I’m breathin’ hard standin’ at the gate
Oh, but I don’t know how much longer I can wait”
(Dylan: Can’t Wait)

A reference to:

“My warehouse eyes, my Arabian drums
Should I put them by your gate
Or sad-eyed lady, should I wait?”
(Bob Dylan: Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands)

The chef mixes in more ingredients:

“I’m doomed  to love you
I been rollin’ through stormy weather
I’m thinkin’ of you”
(Dylan: Can’t Wait)

Into the broth, he pinches just a hint of Hoilday:

“Life is bare, gloomy, and misery everywhere
Stormy weather
And I just can’t get my poor self together”
(Billie Holiday: Stormy Weather)

Dylan pours in a few drops  of burgandy before he hits the harder stuff:

“I eat when I’m hungry, drink when I’m dry
And live my life on the square”
(Bob Dylan: Standing In The Doorway)

It has the whiff of Canadian Carter, and the bitter of American Ritter:

“I’ll eat when I’m hungry, I’ll drink when I’m dry
If hard times don’t kill me
I’ll lay down and die”
(Wilf Carter/Tex Ritter: Rye Whiskey)

So the cook tosses in some blue grass:

“Pacing round the room, hoping maybe she’d come back
Well, I been praying for salvation
Laying round in a one-room shack”
(Bob Dylan: Dirt Road Blues)

And the fingers of Flatt:

“Lay around the shack
Till the mail train comes back
And roll in my sweet baby’s arms”
(Lester Flatt: Rolling In My Sweet Baby’s Arms)

Bob laughs and heaves in a couple of locomotives:

“Some trains don’t pull no gamblers
No midlife ramblers like they did before”
(Bob Dylan: Trying To Get To Heaven)

But he gets tears in his eyes, when he throws Guthrie’s guts into the pot:

“This train don’t carry no gamblers
Liars, thieves, nor big shot ramblers
This train is bound for glory, this train”
(Woody Guthrie: This Train Is Bound For Glory)

And chucks in broken  pieces of a wooden door:

“I’ve been walking that lonesome valley
Trying to get to Heaven before they close the door”
(Bob Dylan: Trying To Get To Heaven)

A reference to:

“It’s gettin’ dark , too dark to see
I feel like I’m knockin’ on Heaven’s door”
(Bob Dylan: Knockin’ On Heaven’s Door)

And to:

“You gotta walk that lonesome valley
You gotta walk it by yourself
Nobody here can walk it for you
You gotta walk it by yourself”
(Woody Guthrie: Lonesome Valley)

Takes a taste of the smoldering soup:

“God, I’m waist deep, waist deep in the mist
It’s almost like, almost like I don’t exist”
(Cold Irons Bound)

Sprinkling into the hell-broth some scales of Seeger:

“Waist deep in the Big Muddy
And the big fool says push on”
(Pete Seeger: Waist Deep In The Big Muddy)

Basement cook Dylan gives a final stir to the medicinal broth, and those bits and pieces of folk and blues songs all mix together into a single potent, word-painted musical masterpiece that goes down as smooth as a jug of moonshine whiskey.

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God knows by Bob Dylan. Two different versions of the song, and a very convoluted meaning.

by Tony Attwood

God Knows is one of the songs Dylan played around with time and time again.  In the process it was re-written over and over although the central notion of the phrase “God Knows” is retained throughout, as is the very unusual (for Dylan) chord structure.

From all this reworking we have just two versions available, one on “Under the Red Sky” and the other the “Tell Tale Signs” version (this being the one originally recorded for Oh Mercy).

At the time that Dylan came to write this song he had most recently composed Tweeter and the monkey man (one of his gothic tales) for the Wilburys, and then Born in Time, a gentle love song.   The next song he wrote after “God Knows” was Disease of Conceit.

All of this makes “God Knows” something of an oddity since it is an openly religious song, more in keeping with his writing ten years earlier with songs such as Are you ready with that same phrase repeated over and over.

But what is so different with this song from those of a decade previously is that Dylan is no longer telling us that if we don’t accept God as our lord and master in all things, then no matter what good deeds we do along the way, we are going to burn in eternal torment when the Second Coming occurs.  The message in the earlier era was clear and simple: if we have not admitted that God is omnipotent, omnipresent and desiring of worship, then we’ve had it.

This song is different, and it is helpful that we have the two versions because (not for the first time) the one that Dylan chose for “Red Sky” is (in my humble opinion) much inferior to the version recorded for Oh Mercy and now available on “Tell Tale Signs”.

There are many differences between the two songs, not least the ending.  Red Sky’s version has a very odd fade out during the performance of the verse (I can’t grasp a single possible artistic reason for this – which indeed may be my failing, but I’ve read all around this subject and I can’t find anyone who can put forward any explanation other than the fact that the engineer thought it a good idea at the time).  The “Tell Tale” version is much better in every regard, in my view.

Also when it comes to the lyrics, these are quite different.   Red Sky has as an ending

God knows we can get all the way from here to there
Even if we’ve got to walk a million miles by candlelight

Tell Tale Signs tells us

God knows we can rise above the darkest hour
Under any circumstance

I think those both have something to say.  What a shame they couldn’t both have popped up on the same version!

As it is the “Red Sky” version has (and I say this with all humility since I am writing about the greatest songwriter of our age) just about the worst opening line Dylan ever wrote…  “God knows you ain’t pretty”.

Ok he does redeem himself a little with the verse itself,

God knows you ain’t pretty
God knows it’s true
God knows there ain’t anybody
Ever gonna take the place of you

but even so.  The Tell Tale Signs version is less offensive

God knows I need you
God knows I do
God knows there ain’t anybody
Ever gonna take the place of you

We also get an interesting comparison between God’s two demolitions of the world: the flood in which Noah survived and the Second Coming in which only the believers will survive…

God knows it’s a struggle
God knows it’s a crime
God knows there’s gonna be no more water
But fire next time

Some of the rest of it I can’t fully understand

God don’t call it treason
God don’t call it wrong
It was supposed to last a season
But it’s been so strong for so long

It is almost as if Dylan is saying that God is not in total control but is just letting mankind pull the world apart through his own folly, so it will all end whenever mankind just gets to the end of the line (rather than on the date God says):

God knows it’s fragile
God knows everything
God knows it could snap apart right now
Just like putting scissors to a string

In one sense I think Bob was just throwing lines down, without the song needing to have the sort of unified message that the earlier Christian works had…

God knows that when you see it
God knows you’ve got to weep
God knows the secrets of your heart
He’ll tell them to you when you’re asleep

Dylan obviously loved the song as he played it on stage no less than 188 times from 1991 to 2006, and of course that is in part what encouraged the re-writing of the lyrics.

I suspect one of things he always enjoyed about the song was the use of the chord known in musical circles as “G augmented” (it is written G+ on song sheets), which I can’t recall him using anywhere else at all.  It comes half way through the third line and gives the whole song a different feel – although in the last three verses he drops this unique structure and sits with the more conventional G / C chords.

If you play the song just listen to “God knows there ain’t anybody” and hear the accompaniment to “ain’t anybody”.  It sure is different.

This sudden use of a chord that Dylan has never (or to cover myself perhaps I should say “very rarely”) used before shows just how much Dylan was experimenting.  OK it is only one chord, but rock music composers rarely stray from their own favourite structures and approaches so suddenly to pop up with a chord that one has never used before, and which has such a different feel, really is something.

And at the same time Dylan is going back ten years to his Christian songs, but with a completely different feel.  The emphasis is on the omnipotence of God not the need to worship Him.

The fact that Dylan dedicated “Red Sky” to his daughter, then aged four, gives us quite a clue however, for the message that God knows everything is one that is often given to young children, especially when trying to teach them that telling lies is not the best way forwards in family life, and that admitting wrong doing and asking for forgiveness (from your parents and in prayers from God) is better.

One unexpected chord doesn’t a great song make, but at least we have the two versions to compare, and through that can get a better idea of where Dylan was taking us at this moment.


 

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The Libel Case Of “Bob Dylan vs Bobbie Gentry” Settles Out Of Court

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The Libel Case  Of “Bob Dylan vs Bobbie Gentry” Settles Out Of Court
By Larry Fyffe

In this day and age of ‘Fake News’, now that the court documents have been unsealed, the truth and  details involved in Bob Dylan’s lawsuit against ‘Ode To Billy Joe’ singer Bobbie Gentry is revealed here for the first time.

The court papers show that Dylan, always concerned with his right to privacy, takes issue with Gentry’s intended title for the song, and with some of it’s content.

Gentry’s original manuscript of that song, presented as prime evidence at the trial, indicates the title is to be “Ode To Bobby Blue”, and that it contains what the plaintiff’s lawyers contend are libellous statements.

To wit: “She said Bobby Blue and Suzy Roe were throwing something off the Tallahassee Bridge”, and that “Today Bobby Blue jumped off the Tallahassee Bridge”.

Lawyers claim their client Bobby Dylan and Suze Rotolo were indeed in Florida at one time, but that the plaintiff’s injuries were sustained as a result of a motorcycle accident; not from  jumping off of a bridge.

The defendant’s lawyers counterclaim  that Dylan himself confirms the incident, and they produce the following documented evidence.

“Call your Ma in Tallahassee
Tell her baby’s on the line
Tell her not to worry
Everything is gonna be fine”
(Bob Dylan: Got My Mind Made Up)

And that there is reference, in another song to a ring, clear evidence as to what Suze and Bobby were throwing off the bridge that day. And the reason as to why: a love relationship gone sour.

“She wears an Egyptian ring
That sparkles before she speaks
She’s a hypnotist collector, you are a walking antique
Bow down to her on Sunday
Salute her when her birthday comes”
(Bob Dylan: She BelongTo Me)

The lawyers for the defence also present the following documented evidence.

“I must have been mad
I never knew what I had
Until I threw it all away”
(Bob Dylan: I Threw It All Away)

The unsealed court documents reveal that Bob Dylan’s lawyers insist that the red Egyptian ring was given to Joan Baez by their client, and not to Suze Rotolo, and that the defendant Bobbie Gentry should therefore be instructed by the judge to substitute the following words, submitted to the court by their client, that change the title, and the geographical location of Gentry’s song. To wit:

“Mama, of course, she said Hi
Have you heard the news, he said with a grin
The Vice President’s gone mad
Where? Downtown. When? Last night
Hmm, say, that’s too bad”
(Bob Dylan: Clothes Line Saga)

To cut a long story short, the two parties reach an out-of-court settlement, that places the story of one “Billy Joe”, not “Bobby Blue”, in the Mississippi county of Tellahatchie, and not in the State of Florida, as stated in the Gentry’s original song lyrics.

“And then she said, I got some news this mornin’ from Choctaw Ridge
Today, Billy Joe McAllister jumped off the Tallahatchie Bridge
….He  said he saw a girl that looked a lot like you up on Choctow Ridge
And she and Billy Joe was throwing something off the Tallahatchie Bridge”
(Bobbie Gentry: Ode To Billy Joe)

At a news conference pertaining to the recently released court papers, Joan Baez swears that she and  Bob Dylan had never been to Tallahassee.

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