We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
For personal reasons. Bob was an old soul before he reached full adulthood. Politics cannot save any of us. We post on politics often because freedom matters. All the same, it often just feels like theater, or soap opera.
I've always had a problem with Dylan. Yes, I know. He's supposed to be some kind of beatnik icon, who defined the 1960's. But I alway thought that the guy came across as too much of a crybaby. He had a few good songs, but most of his stuff was tragically hip. And not very interesting, either. I think that a lot of old hippies today look back upon the 60's with nostalgia, and they remember Dylan as symbol of irony and perhaps artistic renewal. But as far as I'm concerned, the generation of hippies was more defined by people like Led Zeppelin and the Rolling Stones. They spoke of vitality, while Dylan spoke of a confused ambivalence to life.
And yet the Dylan is a Nobel Prize winning poet and the most influential musician and poet of his generation and probably of the era. The Stones just wanted to get rich and laid. They fade as the days that made them fade.,
Oh yes, not a Beatnik. Tragic and hip before it was cool to crack off a cliche like "tragically hip" (too much Twitter and FB for you Ron).Interesting? Well of course. But not to those who are too shallow to see in deep.
His "oeuvre" (if you will) is vast and contains multitudes. He's toured many a rock band and folk-chingling act under the sod and still performs in, what?, his eighth decade.
You know Ron all one can say to your "critique" is to echo the immortal words of the Dude, "Well, yeah, that's like your opinion, man."
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Exceedingly well-written rebuttal! But I still think that his music is a huge downer. And I didn't know that you could win a Nobel Peace Prize for complaining.
Definitely not a beatnik. Almost a reactionay to the beatniks.
I always thought Dylan sounded like he was making it up as he played. I don't think even he knows what a lot of his songs are about. But he was certainly authentic. He wrote album after album just the way he wanted them to be. And there's too many musicians that consider him one of the greats to argue against it. Other people play his music better than he does, though.
The First? An interesting thought. I'll check it out.
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2020-12-05 01:23
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"Seem like such a simple thing to follow one's own dream
But possessions and concession are not often what they seem
They drag you down and load you down in disguise of security
But we never had to make those deals
In the days that used to be"
"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
But I’m already there in my mind
And that’s good enough for now"
Don't get Dylan, if that suits you. Your loss, man.
"I was born here and I'll die here against my will
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still
Every nerve in my body is so vacant and numb
I can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer
It's not dark yet, but it's getting there"
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Gerard vanderleun
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2020-12-05 01:25
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I have never seen music as food. It definitely sets my mood, though.
I almost always have classic rock playing while I am grading papers or tackling big projects. The upbeat music helps pass the time and cushions the stress I might otherwise feel.
If you grew up in one of the iron mining towns in MN, MI, or WI in the 1950-60’s you would have lived the lyrics of his early songs ie North Country Blues...working and dying in the mines. Lots more.