Dylan Gets Nobel Prize

[57Brave]

for literature

Do you have a favorite line "
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"how does it feel?"

"but it's all too concise and too clear
that Johanna is not here"

" a man can't give his address out
to bad company "

" but you're gonna hafta
serve somebody "

" the Ohio, the Cumberland, the Tennessee,
all the rest of them rebel rivers "

[57Brave]

[57Brave]

Kevin M. Kruse Verified account ‏@KevinMKruse 19m19 minutes ago

What are the odds that Bob Dylan gets the Nobel Prize the same year that William Zantzinger gets the Republican nomination for president?


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"I gazed upon the chimes of freedom clashing"

[CyYoung31]

Well, by this time I was fed up
At tryin’ to make a stab
At bringin’ back any help
For my friends and Captain Arab
I decided to flip a coin
Like either heads or tails
Would let me know if I should go
Back to ship or back to jail
So I hocked my sailor suit
And I got a coin to flip
It came up tails
It rhymed with sails
So I made it back to the ship.

-Bob Dylan's 115th Dream

[57Brave]

"asked him what his name was and
how come he didn't drive a truck ... "

[Runnin]

"she dropped a coin into the cup
of a blind man at the gate
and forgot about a simple twist of fate"

"they say I shot a man named Gray
and took his wife to Italy.
She inherited a million bucks
and when she died it came to me.
I can't help it if I'm luckyyyyyyy"

"I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue"

Most every line in Tangled Up in Blue

" Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”"

" Just how much abuse will you be able to take?
Well, there’s no way to tell by that first kiss
What’s a sweetheart like you doin’ in a dump like this?"

"Yonder stands your orphan and his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin’ through
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue"

"Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
I’m sure your mind is roamin’
I’m sure your heart is not with me
But with the country to where you’re goin’

So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there’s something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather "

"Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, a jealous monk
He looked so immaculately frightful
As he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes
And reciting the alphabet
Now you would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin
On Desolation Row"

[CyYoung31]

"she dropped a coin into the cup
of a blind man at the gate
and forgot about a simple twist of fate"

"they say I shot a man named Gray
and took his wife to Italy.
She inherited a million bucks
and when she died it came to me.
I can't help it if I'm luckyyyyyyy"

"I must admit I felt a little uneasy
When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe
Tangled up in blue"

Most every line in Tangled Up in Blue

" Try imagining a place where it’s always safe and warm
“Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”"

" Just how much abuse will you be able to take?
Well, there’s no way to tell by that first kiss
What’s a sweetheart like you doin’ in a dump like this?"

"Yonder stands your orphan and his gun
Crying like a fire in the sun
Look out the saints are comin’ through
And it’s all over now, Baby Blue"

"Well, if you, my love, must think that-a-way
I’m sure your mind is roamin’
I’m sure your heart is not with me
But with the country to where you’re goin’

So take heed, take heed of the western wind
Take heed of the stormy weather
And yes, there’s something you can send back to me
Spanish boots of Spanish leather "

"Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood
With his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, a jealous monk
He looked so immaculately frightful
As he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing drainpipes
And reciting the alphabet
Now you would not think to look at him
But he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin
On Desolation Row"

I take it Blood On The Tracks is your favorite album of his? It's mine.

[Runnin]

I take it Blood On The Tracks is your favorite album of his? It's mine.

Absolutely. It's a perfect album, imo, but that is also because of my age. I was too young when his earlier stuff was more popular. He has said about this album that he can't believe people like it because of how much raw pain is in it. Apparently it isn't one he likes to recall, probably because it's too honest and undisguised.

I especially like the imagery. He had been studying art with a teacher for a while before it came out and I think the lyrics are especially visual.

[57Brave]

Seems peoples favorite Dylan album is the one where they found Dylan.
Most often there was a line or a song that defined their state of mind at the time.

Never was a Shakespearean but would think that experience similar

For me it was Freewheelin'. An older relative brought it home and played it over and over.
" lone ranger and tonto headin' down the line
fixin' everybody's troubles
everybody's cept mine
musta heard I was doin' alright "

" lit a cigarette on a parking meter
and walked on down the road
it was a normal day ..."

"oxford town oxford town "

I didnt know what that was about --

Oxford Town around the bend
He come in to the door, he couldn’t get in
All because of the color of his skin
What do you think about that, my friend?

.....

Freewheelin' to me is like comfort food.

[Runnin]

Reminds me of Whitman.


Lay down your weary tune, lay down

Lay down the song you strum

And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings

No voice can hope to hum


Struck by the sounds before the sun

I knew the night had gone

The morning breeze like a bugle blew

Against the drums of dawn


Lay down your weary tune, lay down

Lay down the song you strum

And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings

No voice can hope to hum


The ocean wild like an organ played

The seaweed’s wove its strands

The crashin’ waves like cymbals clashed

Against the rocks and sands


Lay down your weary tune, lay down

Lay down the song you strum

And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings

No voice can hope to hum


I stood unwound beneath the skies

And clouds unbound by laws

The cryin’ rain like a trumpet sang

And asked for no applause


Lay down your weary tune, lay down

Lay down the song you strum

And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings

No voice can hope to hum


The last of leaves fell from the trees

And clung to a new love’s breast

The branches bare like a banjo played

To the winds that listened best


I gazed down in the river’s mirror

And watched its winding strum

The water smooth ran like a hymn

And like a harp did hum


Lay down your weary tune, lay down

Lay down the song you strum

And rest yourself ’neath the strength of strings

No voice can hope to hum

[57Brave]

"crickets talkin back n forth
in rhyme "