A self-ordained professor’s tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
“Equality,” I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now [***]
[b
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Strictly speaking
we weren’t there.
Strictly speaking
we believe we’ve
never been anywhere.
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silez
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ukuk
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She knows there’s no success like failure
And that failure’s no success at all
Carly Simon - Just Like a Woman (Bob Dylan, 1966)
Behind every beautiful thing there’s been some kind of pain
[***] [Don Hunstein?]
“Right from the start I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. She was fair skinned and golden haired, full-blood Italian. The air was suddenly filled with banana leaves. We started talking and my head started to spin. Cupid’s arrow had whistled past my ears before, but this time it hit me in the heart and the weight of it dragged me overboard… Meeting her was like stepping into the tales of 1001 Arabian Nights. She had a smile that could light up a street full of people and was extremely lively, had a kind of voluptuousness – a Rodin sculpture come to life.”
—Bob Dylan, Chronicles [***]
Don Hunstein - Suze Rotolo and Bob Dylan [***]
“It was freezing out. He wore a very thin jacket, because image was all. Our apartment was always cold, so I had a sweater on, plus I borrowed one of his big, bulky sweaters. On top of that I put on a coat. So I felt like an Italian sausage. Every time I look at that picture, I think I look fat.”
—Suze Rotolo[***]
A self-ordained professor’s tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
“Equality,” I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now [***]
I liked the French writer Balzac a lot, read Luck and Leather [La Peau de Chagrin], and Le Cousin Pons. Balzac was pretty funny. His philosophy is plain and simple, says basically that pure materialism is a recipe for madness. The only true knowledge for Balzac seems to be in superstition. Everything is subject to analysis. Horde your energy. That’s the secret to life. You can learn a lot from Mr. B. It’s funny to have him as a companion. He wears a monk’s robe and drinks endless cups of coffee. Too much sleep clogs up his mind. One of his teeth falls out, and he says: “What does this mean?” He questions everything. His clothes catch fire on a candle. He wonders if fire is a good sign. Balzac is hilarious.
bob dylan - idiot wind, 1974 (blood on the tracks, 1975)
“A lot of people tell me they enjoy that album [= Blood on the Tracks]. It’s hard for me to relate to that. I mean it, you know. People enjoying that type of pain, you know?”
— Bob Dylan, on Blood on the Tracks, in a radio interview by Mary Travers
“If you’ve heard both versions [of ‘Idiot Wind’], you realize, of course, that there could be a myriad of verses for the thing. It doesn’t stop… Where do you end?… It’s something that could be a work continually in progress”
— Bob Dylan to Paul Zollo, 1991 [Clinton Heylin, Still on the Road, p. 49, Constable, London.]
“Eventually I would even record an entire album based on [Anton] Chechov short stories —critics thought it was autobiographical— that was fine”
—Bob Dylan on Blood on the Tracks - Chronicles, vol. one, p. 122, Pocket Books edition.
Bob Dylan: Monk, 2009 [***]