Eau de Dylan ...9:09 pm
I guess this is something that just has to be noted, whatever you make of it: An old story, from November of 2006, has Carrie Fisher talking about Bob Dylan during her then one woman stage show. For whatever reason it got picked up on Expecting Rain today.
While a call from Bob Dylan once left her hopeful that the Tambourine Man was romantically interested in her, she was heartbroken to learn he only wanted her business advice. Get this: Fisher said Dylan was interested in talking to her about helping him come up with a name for a cologne he was planning to launch.
Bizarre as that may sound, Fisher said Dylan also told her he wanted to open a beauty shop. The late former Beatle George Harrison told Fisher at the time that Dylan was always thinking of ways to leave the entertainment business to live a so-called normal life.
Well, the most bizarre thing about this is that it actually rings true, when you consider the following passage from Bob Dylan’s memoir, “Chronicles, Volume 1.” The context is vaguely late 1980s, and Dylan is trying to recover from a hand injury.
I fantasized about the business world. What could me more simple or elegant than venturing into that? It might be interesting to try the conventional life for a while. I was thinking ahead. I called a friend of mine who put me in touch with a broker who bought and sold independent businesses. Starting one from scratch was out of the question. I told him I was thinking about selling all I had and trading for something. What do you have? He came by and brought brochures on just about every enterprise going — facts and figures all down to the minutest detail … self-contained businesses all over the place — sugarcane, trucks and tractors, a wooden leg factory in North Carolina, furniture factory in Alabama, a fish farm, flower plantations and more. It was overwhelming. Just looking at this stuff made the weight press down above my eyes. How do you decide, especially if you don’t have any real interest in any of them?
It sure would have been a headline: Bob Dylan sells the rights to all his songs, and buys a wooden leg factory. Sounds like a story Tom Waits might tell. I have to be glad it was just a passing whim, along with the beauty parlor he may have talked about with Carrie Fisher. You know it just would have ended up filled with sailors, anyway.
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