The
first time that I heard Bob Dylan I was in the car with my mother, and we were
listening to, I think, maybe WMCA, and on came that snare shot that sounded
like somebody kicked open the door to your mind, from 'Like a Rolling Stone.'
And my mother, who was - she was no stiff with rock and roll, she liked the
music, she listened - she sat there for a minute, she looked at me, and she
said, 'That guy can't sing.' But I knew she was wrong. I sat there, I didn't
say nothin', but I knew that I was listening to the toughest voice that I had
ever heard. It was lean, and it sounded somehow simultaneously young and adult,
and I ran out and I bought the single. And I came home, I ran home, and I put
it on my 45, and they must have made a mistake at the factory, because a Lenny
Welch song came on. And the label was wrong, so I ran back, and I got it, and I
played it, then I went out and I got Highway 61, and it was all I played for
weeks. I looked at the cover, with Bob, with that satin blue jacket and the Triumph
Motorcycle shirt. And when I was a kid, Bob's voice somehow - it thrilled and
scared me. It made me feel kind of irresponsibly innocent. And it still does.
But it reached down and touched what little worldliness I think a 15-year-old
kid, in high school, in New Jersey had in him at the time. Dylan was - he was a
revolutionary, man, the way that Elvis freed your body, Bob freed your mind.
And he showed us that just because the music was innately physical, it did not
mean that it was anti-intellect.
He had the vision and the talent to expand a
pop song until it contained the whole world. He invented a new way a pop singer
could sound. He broke through the limitations of what a recording artist could
achieve, and he changed the face of rock and roll forever and ever. Without
Bob, the Beatles wouldn't have made Sergeant Pepper, maybe the Beach Boys
wouldn't have made Pet Sounds, the Sex Pistols wouldn't have made 'God Save the
Queen,' U2 wouldn't have done 'Pride in the Name of Love,' Marvin Gaye wouldn't
have done 'What's Goin'On,' Grandmaster Flash might not have done 'The
Message,' and the Count Five could not have done 'Psychotic Reaction.' And
there never would have been a group named the Electric Prunes, that's for sure.
But the fact is that, to this day, where great rock music is being made, there
is the shadow of Bob Dylan over and over and over again.
And to steal a line from
one of your songs, whether you like it or not, 'you was the brother that I
never had.' Congratulations."
Friday, 23 May 2014
Saturday, 17 May 2014
Jason Isbell and Amanda Shires - 'Cover Me Up' - Wits
Performance of the week....great song , artist, band performance
Thursday, 8 May 2014
Monday, 11 November 2013
Remembrance Day
I am one of the lucky generation who have not endured war. I have had many stances on the topic but have the deepest respect for anyone who has served.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qjzjhl-QztE
A great book to read on the subject which I have revisited this year is Dispatches by Michael Herr.
Pete Townsend of The Who wrote this tune a few years back about the fortunate group who have known no war.
I've known no war
And if I ever do I won't know for sure
Who'll be fighting whom
For the soldiers lonely tomb
Now it's over as soon as the referee's gun starts to roar
I'll know no war
Galbraith took his pen
To break down the men
Of the German army defeated
On the nineteenth day
Of a spring day in May
Albert Speer was deleted
And as soon as the battle was over
I was born in victorious clover
And I've never been shot at or gassed
Never tortured or stabbed
And I'm sure - I'll never know war
I know I'll never know war
And if I ever do
The glimpse will be short
Fireball in the sky
No front line battle cries
Can be heard as the button is pushed
By a soul that's been bought
I'll know no war
In and out of Queens shop
The medals are hocked
They belong to a long broken sailor
His profits are now
In the bars of the town
His songs and his poems of failure
For his grandchildren can't see the glory
And his own kids are bored with the story
But for him they'd have burned in the trenches
From the brink they were dragged
And I'm sure
I'll never know war
I've known no war
And if I ever do I won't know for sure
Who'll be fighting whom
For the soldiers lonely tomb
Now it's over as soon as the referee's gun starts to roar
I'll know no war
War - I've known no war
I'll never know war
And if I ever know it
The glimpse will be short
Fireball in the sky
No front line battle cries
Can be heard as the button is pushed by a soul that's been bought
And the armies remaining will judge without people or courts
And there's no point pretending that knowing will help us abort
I'll know no war
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qjzjhl-QztE
A great book to read on the subject which I have revisited this year is Dispatches by Michael Herr.
Pete Townsend of The Who wrote this tune a few years back about the fortunate group who have known no war.
I've known no war
And if I ever do I won't know for sure
Who'll be fighting whom
For the soldiers lonely tomb
Now it's over as soon as the referee's gun starts to roar
I'll know no war
Galbraith took his pen
To break down the men
Of the German army defeated
On the nineteenth day
Of a spring day in May
Albert Speer was deleted
And as soon as the battle was over
I was born in victorious clover
And I've never been shot at or gassed
Never tortured or stabbed
And I'm sure - I'll never know war
I know I'll never know war
And if I ever do
The glimpse will be short
Fireball in the sky
No front line battle cries
Can be heard as the button is pushed
By a soul that's been bought
I'll know no war
In and out of Queens shop
The medals are hocked
They belong to a long broken sailor
His profits are now
In the bars of the town
His songs and his poems of failure
For his grandchildren can't see the glory
And his own kids are bored with the story
But for him they'd have burned in the trenches
From the brink they were dragged
And I'm sure
I'll never know war
I've known no war
And if I ever do I won't know for sure
Who'll be fighting whom
For the soldiers lonely tomb
Now it's over as soon as the referee's gun starts to roar
I'll know no war
War - I've known no war
I'll never know war
And if I ever know it
The glimpse will be short
Fireball in the sky
No front line battle cries
Can be heard as the button is pushed by a soul that's been bought
And the armies remaining will judge without people or courts
And there's no point pretending that knowing will help us abort
I'll know no war
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