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Another side of Bob and more!
On the Iron Range [Christmas] had been positively Dickensian.
Just like the picture books: angels on Christmas trees,
horse-drawn sleighs pushing through snowy streets, pine trees
glistening with lights, wreaths strung over the downtown
stores, Salvation Army band playing on the corner, choirs
going from house to house caroling, fireplaces blazing,
woolly scarves around your neck, church bells ringing ... I
always thought Christmas was like that for everyone, everywhere.
Chronicles, 2004
A Christmas Carol ...12/16/2004 08:12:48 pm
Rock'n'roll writer Bill Flanagan interviewed Bob
Dylan back in the 80's, and remarked about the song Sweetheart Like You that
"anyone brought up with the Bible will hear that
song one way, but the song will still work on a
different level for someone else." It's a good
observation and one that likely applies to Dylan's
entire body of work. Dylan replied:
Oh, I think so, yeah. Because
the Bible runs through all U.S. life, whether
people know it or not. ... Those ideas were true
then and they're true now. They're scriptural,
spiritual laws. I guess people can read into that
what they want. But if they're familiar with
those concepts, they'll probably find enough of
them in my stuff. Because I always get back to
that.
There's another song of Bob's that I'm thinking of
today, one that has always entranced me and seemed
almost impossibly and excruciatingly mysterious. That
song is Dark Eyes.
It closes the Empire Burlesque album
of 1985. Just Bob alone on guitar and harmonica, in
stark contrast to the rest of that album, which
employs some very mid-80's production values, to the
extent of having a time capsule quality when listened
to today. You could be forgiven for listening through
it and thinking, "Were there any real songs
there? Was it just some things lying around and some
studio tricks?" Then comes Dark Eyes, and
you realize that yes, Bob is really there after all,
and in top shape at that. It kind of redeems and
lifts up the rest of the album, and makes you go back
and listen for the very good songs that are in there,
underneath the plastic. This is no accident, either;
in Chronicles, Dylan
describes how the producer (Arthur Baker) and he had
agreed that the album needed an acoustic number to
end on. Its effect is quite intentional, it seems.
The song is the simplest of melodies, unassuming
and sweet. The lyric (and the singing) is Dylan in
astounding form - evocative, beguiling and right
under your skin - even as you wonder what the heck he
might be singing about.
Oh, the gentlemen
are talking and the midnight moon is on the
riverside,
They're drinking up and walking and it is time
for me to slide.
I live in another world where life and death are
memorized,
Where the earth is strung with lovers' pearls and
all I see are dark eyes.
A cock is crowing far away and another soldier's
deep in prayer,
Some mother's child has gone astray, she can't
find him anywhere.
But I can hear another drum beating for the dead
that rise,
Whom nature's beast fears as they come and all I
see are dark eyes.
They tell me to be discreet for all intended
purposes,
They tell me revenge is sweet and from where they
stand, I'm sure it is.
But I feel nothing for their game where beauty
goes unrecognized,
All I feel is heat and flame and all I see are
dark eyes.
Oh, the French girl, she's in paradise and a
drunken man is at the wheel,
Hunger pays a heavy price to the falling gods of
speed and steel.
Oh, time is short and the days are sweet and
passion rules the arrow that flies,
A million faces at my feet but all I see are dark
eyes.
For such a relatively obscure song it seems to
have some notable fans amongst fellow musicians. A
recording circulates of Warren Zevon performing it
live, introducing it with the the words, "This
is a song that, well, this is the reason why I'm
here." Patti Smith has dueted with Bob on it in
concert. You can imagine artists hearing it as
describing, if you like, the poetic condition:
"I live in another world where life and death
are memorized / Where the earth is strung with
lovers' pearls and all I see are dark eyes." And
who wouldn't think of Bob on stage in a stadium with
the line: "a million faces at my feet but all I
see are dark eyes."
Those readings would be just fine - the song lives
on multiple levels, like so many of his songs do.
However, keeping the Bible in mind, I'd like to
meditate a little on the second verse:
A cock is crowing
far away and another soldier's deep in prayer,
Some mother's child has gone astray, she can't
find him anywhere.
But I can hear another drum beating for the dead
that rise,
Whom nature's beast fears as they come and all I
see are dark eyes.
It struck me quite recently, after listening to
and loving this song for years, that aside from
hearing this verse as a series of mysterious images,
you can also hear it as describing a key moment from
the Gospels in a relatively literal way. You just
need to take your cue from the first image: "A
cock is crowing far away." Thinking Biblically,
the crowing of a cock brings one pre-eminent moment
to mind: Jesus is under arrest, facing death, while
His followers scatter, and Peter, who had sworn
loyalty, denies that he even knows Him. As Jesus had
foreseen, Peter denies Him three times before that
cock crows.
"And another soldier's deep in prayer" -
who would that be, at that same moment? Someone
guarding Jesus, who has a feeling deep within his
bones that this is no ordinary night, no ordinary man
- that something much bigger is taking place under
his watch? Maybe even the one who had his ear cut off
in the struggle in the garden, only to have it healed
by the man he'd come to drag away? It could be many
soldiers - and of-course that's part of what this
line reminds us, "another soldier's
deep in prayer" - there is always a soldier
somewhere deep in prayer.
Staying in the New Testament, what does the next
line evoke?
"Some mother's child has gone astray, she
can't find him anywhere."
It is Jesus at age 12, when his parents lose him
for 3 days, and then discover that he has stayed
behind in Jerusalem, talking to the teachers there in
the temple.
And yet it fits the moment we're already
contemplating too; Mary's child has again "gone
astray," and is in chains and soon to be
executed. Soon to be taken away from her again, and
also for 3 days, in fact.
Yet all the while that these events are happening,
there is something else going on, something that no
one can see at the time, but something which (if you
are a believer) is more important than anything else
that has ever happened on this earth. Jesus is in a
sense acting out the final moments of a plan. The
plan is not without opposition from the machinations
of the devil. But it is going ahead - the pieces are
falling into place - the great gift of salvation that
Jesus came to give to humanity is on the verge of
being bestowed. If you knew, and were watching the
events unfold, how dramatic indeed it would have to
appear to you:
"... I can hear another drum
beating for the dead that rise"
This is the subtext of the story.
Jesus is on the verge of being executed, but that
drum is beating, and all the dead that shall rise are
waiting to hear it, and that means us too.
But don't forget the beast:
"... whom nature's beast fears
as they come ..."
Nature's beast. To digress
slightly, there's an interview (I believe from the
60's though I can't place it this instant) where
Dylan comments in his contrarian off-the-cuff fashion
about nature, in response to something the
interviewer has said. It's one of his quotable quotes
- you can find it all over the internet. He says:
I
am against nature. I don't dig nature at all. I
think nature is very unnatural. I think the truly
natural things are dreams, which nature can't
touch with decay.
"Nature is very unnatural." Aside from
being funny, this makes a certain sense if you're
thinking, again, in the context of the Bible. What
was truly natural was the Creation that God gave us
to begin with - i.e. what he gave to Adam and Eve in
the garden. However, we / they rejected it in some
way - broke the rules and went against God and were
cast out from that perfection. Now everything's
wrong, somehow, deep down. Everything is broken. As
beautiful as nature can be, as glorious an example of
God's greatness as it is, it is also a source of
pain, unhappiness, decay and death. If you're a
believer then you believe that we are promised
something else - that it will be put right.
In a sense, in fact, outside of our human sense of
time, it already has been put right, by that
Jewish mother's child some 2000 years ago, welcomed
into the world by parents compelled to travel at the
worst of times, for the sake of a government census.
God humbling Himself in a barn, to save us - sneaking
in without glory on a mission that would culminate
over 30 years later with Jesus dying a criminal's
death.
* * *
The refrain of the song of-course is: "all I
see are dark eyes." It ends each verse and is a
key source of the mysteriousness of it all. I'm not
going to try and fit it into my interpretation of the
second verse - Dylan's mystery is just fine with me.
He does write about it, interestingly, in Chronicles.
Not in any way to explain the song or nail it all
down, but just to describe where he was and where
some of the inspiration may have come from. As
referred to earlier, he'd agreed with his producer
that the album needed an acoustic number to finish
with - he just didn't have one. He returned to his
hotel in Manhattan after midnight, and:
As I stepped out of the
elevator, a call girl was coming toward me in the
hallway - pale yellow hair wearing a fox coat -
high heeled shoes that could pierce your heart.
She had blue circles around her eyes, black
eyeliner, dark eyes. She looked like she'd been
beaten up and was afraid that she'd get beat up
again. In her hand, crimson purple wine in a
glass. "I'm just dying for a drink,"
she said as she passed me in the hall. She had a
beautifulness, but not for this kind of world.
Unlike another musician whom he
greatly admires (Bing Crosby), Dylan has never
recorded a Christmas album. Not yet, anyway. So,
while it's not quite Jingle Bells, I can find a
little bit of Christmas here in Dark Eyes, in a funny kind of mysterious and
Dylanesque way.
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