Leonard at 72 ...10:42 am
Via Richard Wells, there is a link to a recent talk with Leonard Cohen. He seems to always manage to give a great interview. I’d like to see him on Oprah.
“I am not interested in dreams. I don’t remember them. I am not terribly interested in my opinions. I can trot them out, for courtesy’s sake, in a conversation, but I am not terribly interested in them.
“Generally, very, very close attention to the inner life paralyses activity. I think you have to have a passing interest in it, but the place that work comes from somehow has to bypass the conceptual introspective faculty, because it can get lost if you are really asking the question: ‘Why am I doing this?’
“The conceptual system is generally imposed by fashionable therapeutic establishments: ‘You should examine your relationship with your parents.’ Why? They did their best. I mean, why should that be the standard? I have never been interested in those techniques, those tools, for analysis, for self-analysis.”
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Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Blonde on Blonde gets reviewed ...7:48 pm
I wasn’t doing much reading in 1966, so I’m glad Crawdaddy! put this on their website today (and thanks to Jay for the tip): Paul Williams’ both clear-eyed and far-sighted review of Bob Dylan’s Blonde on Blonde from back when it was originally released. It’s quite a bit more than just an album review, actually, and it’s titled “Understanding Dylan.”
Perhaps the favorite indoor sport in America today is discussing, worshipping, disparaging, and above all interpreting Bob Dylan. According to legend, young Zimmerman came out of the West, grabbed a guitar, changed his name, and decided to be Woody Guthrie. Five years later he had somehow become Elvis Presley (or maybe William Shakespeare); he had sold out, plugged in his feet, and was rumored to live in a state of perpetual high (achieved by smoking rolled-up pages of Newsweek magazine). Today, we stand on the eve of his first published book (Tarantula) and the morning after his most recent and fully realized LP (Blonde On Blonde), and there is but one question remaining to fog our freshly minted minds: what the hell is really going on here?
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More on Abraham ...7:40 pm
I posted something recently about Dylan’s live performances of Abraham, Martin and John. Thanks very much to the following correspondent who was there to hear one of those performances and sent his recollection:
I heard Dylan sing “Abraham, Martin and John” on November 21, 1980 at the Warfield in San Francisco.
It seemed to me that Dylan was specifically thinking about the murder of JFK that night.
Before the encore, I remember his saying in a soft midwestern voice, not the voice used to sing, You take care of each other now.
I thought it profound because when men like JFK, MLK, RFK, Abraham Lincoln are gone what is there left but to take care of each other … and Dylan’s reading was an affirmation as much as a question.
We know where the martyrs have gone and if we forget or don’t take care of each other in a just way, then the deaths of Lincoln, King and the Kennedy’s will be permanent. Now they do live on despite their physical deaths in the souls of those who remember or who feel their loss even though they were unborn at the time.
I felt the song united the disparate parts of the audience that night, the old fans, many of them like myself Jewish, and/or secular, who came to hear or hoped to hear the old songs, the Christian audience, younger and wanting to hear the gospel songs: Dylan’s interpretation of the song took us all out of our own preoccupations and into the world as it was at present: I remember walking out into the street. The lobby had been decorated by Bill Graham and associates with old photos of Dylan, the concert had been a blending of old and new songs but “Abraham Martin and John” had a binding effect … here we were on the eve of the seventeenth anniversary of JFK with Martin Luther King and Bobby gone as well, as bereft as the nation was in the decades after Lincoln’s murder and what was left was to not forget and to take care of each other … maybe old friend Bobby was Dylan talking to himself and to us telling us that the spirit of what was idealistic in him was not gone … I walked out onto Market street, with the homeless in rags, the prostitutes, the violent, the men and women looking for their cars or getting taxis, and leaving the concert I felt that something had been connected again but not in an obvious way … connection didn’t mean the lessening of pain but the acceptance of it and the will to remember and go on…Marek Breiger
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Murder in Connecticut ...11:00 am
The details of a Connecticut home invasion are all over the media today and are hard to stomach. Home invasions — i.e. where criminals deliberately enter a home while the occupants are present, and engage in their choice of robbery, rape or murder — are not so uncommon. This one rises to the top of the daily bad news due to the victims — may God help them — being the kind of family the media likes to describe as “picture-perfect,” and due to the fact that it happened in a very nice neighborhood and ended with multiple homicides.
From CBS:
The state medical examiner confirmed that Jennifer Hawke-Petit, 48, was strangled and that her daughters, 17-year-old Hayley and 11-year-old Michaela, died of smoke inhalation. The deaths were ruled homicides.
The girls’ father, Dr. William Petit Jr., a prominent endocrinologist, remained hospitalized with head injuries.
All three women were raped, sources familiar with the investigation told both the Waterbury Republican-American and Hartford Courant. Petit was beaten with a baseball bat, thrown down the basement stairs, and then tied up in the cellar.
The girls, sources told the Courant, were tied to their beds and raped repeatedly, then left to burn after gasoline was poured around their beds and ignited.
The suspects entered the Petits’ Cheshire home at about 3 a.m. Monday, planning to burglarize it, state police said.
Sources familiar with the investigation tell the Republican-American that Hawke-Petit and Michaela were followed home from a supermarket Sunday by the suspects. The men then went to a Wal-Mart to buy an air rifle and a rope, and then waited about a mile-and-a-half away
An air rifle and a rope.
As already said, home invasions occur all the time, and they can occur anywhere. Search Google News for that topic and you’ll find plenty — and those are only the really news-worthy ones. The only thing that generally determines whether these crimes stop at robbery, or progress to rape or to mass murder, is the whim of the thugs who are carrying out the crime. They may enter with only the intent to rob, and then something — their victims’ helplessness maybe — triggers the decision to take it to another level. But who really cares what their thought processes are?
There is one additional factor, if present, which can decide the outcome of these home invasions. Here are some that turned out differently:
Caller-Times, Corpus Christi, TX, 10/11/06
Police say a man confronted Rose Ann Kozlowski and her 14-year-old son at their home, then bound them with neckties in the master bedroom, held them at knifepoint and threatened their lives. The intruder began ransacking the home for jewelry and other valuables, which he placed in the family’s SUV. Meanwhile, Kozlowski managed to free herself and untie her son. She retrieved her husband’s revolver, handed it to her son and locked the double doors to the bedroom. The incensed intruder pushed at the doors, partially opening them as he waved his knife. The teenager aimed his father’s pistol toward the opening between the doors and squeezed the trigger. The armed robber dropped dead.
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Hugo Daily News, Hugo, OK, 05/19/06
It seemed odd, even a bit suspicious, when a man knocked on 81-year-old Edna Songer’s door twice in one day, the first time claiming to be looking for a dog and the second asking for a glass of water. Police say that when the man returned for a third time, Songer tucked away a .25-caliber pistol and went to the door, where she saw the man and an accomplice jerking on her screen door until its latch hook came out. Both men were dressed in camouflage and one had a roll of duct tape. Songer shot through the screen door, causing both men to flee the scene.
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Bluefield Daily Telegraph, Bluefield, WV, 10/20/06
Police say Rodney Hendrick and his wife were sleeping when a 24-year-old man smashed a front door window, waking the couple. Mr. Hendrick went to investigate, armed with a .357 Magnum revolver, and found that the suspect had left. Foolishly, the suspect soon returned and lofted a brick at the front door, knocking it open. He entered the residence, and Hendrick fired a single shot. The intruder died at the scene.
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St. Louis Post-Dispatch, St. Louis, Mo., 02/07/06
After an 87-year-old woman’s home was burglarized, her daughter gave her a .38-caliber handgun so she’d be prepared if it happened again. That gesture may have saved the senior citizen’s life. According to the police, early one morning, the woman awoke to the sound of a man breaking into her home. Calling for help wasn’t an option; he had cut her phone wires. After the man removed the security bars from the woman’s porch and attempted to access the front door, she fired a round from her pistol. The would-be intruder lay dead on the woman’s porch for nearly four hours before her daughter showed up for breakfast. “She couldn’t call for help and was afraid to go outside,” said a state policeman. Authorities are investigating whether the man, a career criminal, was also responsible for the first burglary.
These and similar little stories from local news outlets are collected in a database by the National Rifle Assocation at this link. The stories are little, of-course, because they don’t end in rape and mass murder, but with criminals who either flee, get captured, or are shot. That’s not big news. It’s just good news. Would that there were more of it today.
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Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Forty years ago ...7:47 pm
Don’t miss Mark Steyn’s tribute to the song Light My Fire, which also amounts to an aptly tongue-in-cheek appreciation of the madcap combo who spawned it: the Doors.
Here’s how it happened: The Doors were one of those artsy college-boy groups. Jim Morrison and Ray Manzarek had met at UCLA’s film school, where Morrison had already come up with the name for his band. Technically speaking, he didn’t yet have a band but it’s always useful to keep a moniker on tap just in case you need one and Jim thought his was a winner: The Doors. It was an allusion both to Aldous Huxley - The Doors Of Perception - and William Blake - “There are things that are known and things that are unknown, in between the doors”, which is so good it could almost be by Donald Rumsfeld.
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Just a little talk with Earle ...11:12 am
There’s an interview with Steve Earle in the Belfast Telegraph. The interview is by Robert Chalmers, who opines (in an article that mentions Bob Dylan five times) that Earle is “America’s greatest living songwriter.” Here is part of the interview dealing with Earle’s song John Walker’s Blues.
It was early one morning, in the lobby of a Stockholm hotel, Steve Earle recalls, that he told Elvis Costello how he was planning to spend the next 24 hours. “Costello listened to me,” Earle says, “and told me I was fucking crazy. He has known me a long time; I believe he was genuinely concerned for my safety.” Also present at this meeting was Bobby Muller - the President of Veterans of America, and co-founder of the Nobel prize-winning charity International Campaign To Ban Landmines, in whose support both musicians had been performing the previous evening.
“I regard Bobby,” Earle says, “as the most brilliant activist of modern times.”
“And what did he say?”
“He told me I was fucking crazy too.” (Readers of a sensitive disposition should note that this will not be the last occurence of an expletive in Earle’s conversation.)
Earle had told them that he was planning to write a song from the perspective of John Walker Lindh, an American detainee at Guantanamo Bay. A 20-year-old Muslim, Lindh had been filmed duct-taped to a stretcher: half-naked, malnourished and trembling. This degrading footage was repeatedly screened by Fox News and CNN. The finished song refers to the United States as “the land of the infidel” and has a hauntingly beautiful chorus in Arabic, which translates: “There is no god but Allah.”
“John Walker’s Blues” was released in 2002, at the height of America’s vertiginous optimism over the War On Terror.
“They told you it was crazy,” I suggest. “But you wrote it anyway.”
“I couldn’t not write it. I’d almost died from drugs, 10 years earlier. Literally. I believe I was spared for a reason.”
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After he left Costello and Muller in Stockholm, Earle tells me, he travelled to Malmo.
“I checked into a hotel, turned on my laptop and put in ‘islam.com’,” he says. “I was looking for a chorus. I found it as a sound file: ‘A shadu la ilaha illa Allah’. Then I sat up all night and wrote a song designed to piss some very important people off. But the main reason I did it was to humanise a young man that everybody seemed determined to vilify. As I was writing it, I can remember thinking: ‘well, they’ll both be safely up in the air by now. Costello’s flying back to Dublin. Muller’s on a plane to the States.’ All I could think of was them going: ‘He has really fucking done it this time.’”
His song for Lindh (currently incarcerated in Florence, Colorado, with a release date of May 2019) was not greeted with universal approval.
“When it came out, I got this call from my mother. She was freaking out, because she was watching CNN and they said: ‘Let’s hope that Steve Earle has good bodyguards.’”
Leaving everything else aside: Can you think of any instance in Bob Dylan’s career where he talked up his own great courage in writing a particular song, designed “to piss some very important people off”?
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Sunday, July 22, 2007
Odds and ends ...7:08 pm
Robert Spencer continues his fascinating series “Blogging the Qu’ran” at Hot Air, with Sura 3, “The Family of Imran,” verses 1-32. Links to all of the preceding installments can be found here. This week’s piece, among other things, gets to what is perceived by some Muslims as the Qu’ranic justification for when “believers may legitimately deceive unbelievers.”
Ibn Kathir says that the phrase Pickthall renders as “unless (it be) that ye but guard yourselves against them” means that “believers who in some areas or times fear for their safety from the disbelievers” may “show friendship to the disbelievers outwardly, but never inwardly. For instance, Al-Bukhari recorded that Abu Ad-Darda’ said, ‘We smile in the face of some people although our hearts curse them.’ Al-Bukhari said that Al-Hasan said, ‘The Tuqyah [taqiyya] is allowed until the Day of Resurrection.” While many Muslim spokesmen today maintain that taqiyya is solely a Shi’ite doctrine, shunned by Sunnis, the great Islamic scholar Ignaz Goldziher points out that while it was formulated by Shi’ites, “it is accepted as legitimate by other Muslims as well, on the authority of Qur’an 3:28.” The Sunnis of Al-Qaeda practice it today.
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Bill Kristol was questioning President Bush’s basic decency and courage six weeks ago (before the Libby commutation); now, he gives us BUSH THE WINNER: WHY HISTORY WILL JUDGE THE PREZ A CLEAR SUCCESS. For what it’s worth, I generally agree with the thrust of his column. I hope that he’s right with his optimism about Iraq. There are so many more crucial battles to be fought on that score, both on the homefront and on the real front. And I think he gives less attention than deserved to what the President has achieved on the Supreme Court. Dubya appears to have succeeded where both Ronald Reagan and his father failed, in substantially shifting the balance of the court away from liberal judicial activism, and that is a very big thing indeed. Some may say, “Look at Harriet Miers, look at what he almost did.” Well, we don’t know what Miers would’ve been, but, in replacing her with Samuel Alito, he came up with someone who — it seems — was a knockout second choice. And that beats Reagan’s performance in coming up with Anthony Kennedy when Robert Bork had gone down to defeat. Results matter. And I would also go farther than Kristol in predicting that before President Bush leaves office, a whole lot of people will remember why they liked him in the first place, and he will depart with high approval ratings.
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The competition to be the next president seems to currently be about what will happen once people actually start paying attention, and poll ratings start shaking out to something that relates more to reality — in particular on the Republican side (the Dem nomination has always been Hillary’s to win or lose and it will stay that way until she does one or other of those things). Giuliani continues to look strong in the ratings, but his inherent weaknesses when it comes to appealing to a conservative nominating electorate will come to bear eventually — especially because he has utterly flubbed the abortion and gun control issues, by attempting to claim consistency. Fred Thompson — the front-running non-candidate — has been in the strange position lately of taking hits from liberals for not being conservative enough. The only tangible effect this seems to have had is to feed into his campaign’s theme that he is the guy that the Democrats actually fear. As for Mitt Romney: Richard John Neuhaus wrote an interesting piece recently touching on reasonable versus unreasonable reservations that many believing Christians may have when it comes to voting for a Mormon for president. Suffice it to say, he has a hill to climb (and it’s not about the weird Mormony things he might do as president, but more about what Ronald Reagan did for jelly beans, if you’re old enough to remember). But as Neuhaus makes clear, this is only going to be one factor among many. I would suggest another factor when it comes to Romney, and that is health care. A program for universal coverage, signed into law by Romney, is “progressing” in Massachusetts. My question: How is it a conservative solution to compel people to buy health insurance whether they want it or not? The Massachusetts plan would penalize people who don’t buy insurance with fines (or taxes, or whatever you want to call them). The first year, the penalty would be $200. The second year, it would be “up to half the cost of the annual average cost of a health plan.” Am I crazy, or don’t conservatives think that the major reason for exhorbitant costs in the area of health care is an insurance mentality (someone else always pays the actual bills, so why worry what things cost)? How does Romney-Care address that, and how would Americans outside of Massachusetts like the idea of federal fines for not buying health insurance?
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From Colorado’s Loveland Daily Reporter-Herald: Tiny dog with giant heart saves toddler.
The Longs don’t often see rattlesnakes in their manicured backyard behind a yellow farmhouse near Masonville.
But last week, a rattler slithered onto the rocks in their yard and into the path of their 1-year-old grandson, Booker West.
As Booker splashed his hands in a birdbath in the yard, and as his grandfather, Monty Long, watched him, both unaware of the snake, the rattler poised, standing tall. It rattled and then it struck.
But the family’s Chihuahua, 5-pound, mellow, blond, 1-year-old Zoey, threw herself in front of Booker, taking rattlesnake fangs to the head and face.
“She got in between Booker and the snake, and that’s when I heard her yipe,” Monty said, sitting in his living room Thursday, an almost-walking Booker on his lap.
[...]
“(Zoey) took the bite for him,” he said. “If I hadn’t been paying attention to her yipe telling me something was wrong, (Booker) would have been next.”
And for her efforts, Zoey earned a face the size of a grapefruit, a trip to the veterinarian’s office, antivenin and morphine shots and a scar that cuts vertically across her head. She almost lost an eye.
“They didn’t know if she was going to make it,” Monty said.
But she has earned hero status in the Long household.
“She knew she was a good girl,” Denise said. “She just pranced around after that.”
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People can sometimes be heroic too. Some Smeaton video from Scotland Today at this link.
“I heard a noise and I thought, ‘Och, maybe it’s just been a wee bomb.’”
Smeaton-mania quickly turned into a big online in-joke, which is fine, so long as everyone remembers that it’s not about making fun — it’s about affectionately lauding the kind of spirit that we can’t do without.
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In the doorway ...2:36 pm
Heard this psalm at the chapel today:
My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.
Things being the way they are in my misbegotten brain, these lines from Dylan’s song Standing In the Doorway came to me:
Even if the flesh falls off of my face
I know someone will be there to care
Click here for a version from October 12th, 2001, in San Jose, California.
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Saturday, July 21, 2007
Oy ...4:45 pm
From The Scotsman:
LOST in the Sahara desert in 1969, with only featureless sand dunes to guide him, photographer Mark Edwards was rescued by a Tuareg tribesman on a camel.
As he warmed himself by the campfire, a nomadic host produced a cassette player and Bob Dylan’s A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall sang out.
Deeply moved by the words, Edwards vowed to illustrate Dylan’s emotions and has since visited more than 150 countries in his quest to show man’s effect on the fragile environment.
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Edwards hopes his newly published collection, named after the Dylan track the Tuareg played for him, will help convince the public and world leaders to reinvent the modern world as one compatible with nature.
Hearing Dylan in the desert was a turning point in Edwards’ work and he became one of the first environmental photographers at a time when the concept was not known.
Almost 40 years later, he said: “I would give anything not to be facing the environmental problems we are looking at. We are still in denial about the consequences of climate change.”
‘Hard Rain - Remaking a World Gone Wrong’ will run outdoors in the Garden’s fossil courtyard from 8 August, with a lecture and slide show by Edwards on 7 August.
The real story here, if you ask me, is how and why that Tuareg tribesman came to be digging Bob Dylan in the desert in 1969. Maybe, surrounded all the time by those featureless sand dunes, the guy made a fetish out of collecting songs about rain. Maybe the next song on that tape was Singing in the Rain, then Pennies from Heaven, then Raining In My Heart, and so on — with the parched, dusty tribesman just blissing out, dreaming of a wonderful world filled with gushing torrents of water and lush vegetation. But I guess we’ll never know.
Meanwhile, it’s a good excuse to listen to Dylan sing the song. YouTube hosts the version you’d best have hankies close by to listen to: 1994 in Japan, with orchestral backing.
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Friday, July 20, 2007
Power ...1:23 pm
Full pardon for Scooter Libby in the works.
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Final note on Bob/Allen ...9:46 am
I knew there were some stories out there of interactions between Dylan and Ginsberg post-1980 — thanks to a reader for helping me find where they are documented. In Scott Marshall’s and Marcia Ford’s book “Restless Pilgrim: The Spiritual Journey of Bob Dylan,” there is this passage:
In search of feedback after recording some of the songs that would become Empire Burlesque, Dylan visited an old pal whose legend was securely established in the 1950s and 1950s — poet Allen Ginsberg. Raymond Foye, cofounder of Hanumen Books, was at Ginsberg’s apartment at the time. “At one point Ginsberg thought he detected a quasi-religious overtone,” Foye said. “Aha!” he said sarcastically, ‘I see you still have the judgment of Jehovah hanging over our heads!’ ‘You just don’t know God,’ Dylan replied, twice as sarcastic. ‘Yeah, I never met the guy,’ countered Ginsberg.”
Ginsberg himself recounted this exchange for interviewer Wes Stace. “There was a great deal of judgmental Jehovaic or ‘Nobodaddy’ — nobody daddy up in heaven’ — a figure of judgment hyper-rationality,” recalled Ginsberg. “And he [Dylan] said ‘Allen, do you have a quarrel with God?’ and I said, “I’ve never met the man,’ and he said, ‘Then you have a quarrel with God.’ And I said, ‘Well, I didn’t start anything!’”
There’s also notes on some other 1980s encounters between the two in one of a series of pieces by Scott Marshall in Jewsweek, including the following:
On the second night at Radio City [in 1988], Dylan added this commentary before singing “In the Garden”: “Next year the Amnesty tour, I think, they’re gonna use ‘Jokerman.’ Anyway, I’m trying to get them to change their mind, trying to get them to use this one!” It almost seems perverse that Dylan would, amid the publicity of the Amnesty tour, offer up his Bible-thumping number from the Saved album.
Among the attendees at Radio City was Dylan’s longtime friend Allen Ginsberg. It would have been interesting to hear Ginsberg’s take on Dylan’s rumblings before “In the Garden.” Oddly enough, when Ginsberg cited a handful of personal favorite Dylan songs, in 1985, he included “In the Garden” and said he thought it was “a great song.” Perhaps even more odd was that, years later, Rabbi Manis Friedman (Dylan’s longtime friend from the Lubavitchers) also acknowledged that “In the Garden” was “a good song.” That a non-theistic Buddhist like Ginsberg and an Orthodox Jew like Friedman could appreciate a song like “In the Garden” suggested a tolerance that many media critics refused to grant Dylan in 1979-1981, or even today, when the period is referred to.
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Thursday, July 19, 2007
Q & A ...10:54 am
Thanks to Brian H. for his e-mail, with the subject line: “curious”.
As a hard-line right-winger and a fan of Bob’s how do you deal with the knowledge of Bob’s friendship with Allen Ginsberg?
Well, I think it speaks well of Bob Dylan that he was willing to stay friendly with someone who was troubled in the ways that Mr. Ginsberg apparently was. I don’t think that there are all that many people — even those who are not “hard-line right-wingers” — who could easily put aside someone’s membership in and advocacy for the North American Man/Boy Love Assocation. But then, it doesn’t take long listening to Dylan’s songs — from any phase of his career — to know that he proceeds with an internalized knowledge that we are all sinners. However, I think it would be absolutely nuts to think or to insinuate that because Dylan respected Ginsberg as a poet and valued him as a human being, that he therefore shared his point of view on political issues ranging from NAMBLA to anything else.
An equally or even more valid question to ask might be: How do hardline left-wing fans of Allen Ginsberg deal with his friendship with Bob Dylan?
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Addendum: Thanks to Richard for this note:
Being a left-wing (I don’t know about “hard-line”) fan of both of these poets I’m wondering where the conflict is.
What do we have here:
2 flawed human beings who seem to understand the condition
2 champions of justice
2 working artists who revolutionized their forms, and were pilloried for the same
2 celebrities who are on record as having said some silly things, done some stupid things, and in many ways aren’t what they seem or we see
2 guys who liked and admired each other - personally and professionally - though they may not have always agreed with one another, i.e friendsand just think about their lineage as poets - linked and symbiotic.
Right wing/Left wing - drawing lines in the sand does nothing but separate us. I gotta say, it drives me nuts when we run to the poles rather than the middle, shout at each other over the expanse, and call it dialogue.
(mea culpa/te absolvo.)
Peace, brother.
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Wednesday, July 18, 2007
20/20 hindsight ...8:40 pm
In 1985 Bob Dylan did an interview for ABC’s 20/20 TV show. He was interviewed by Bob Brown. The broadcast segment was less than 15 minutes, and only about half of that was actual interview footage. Now, on YouTube (uploaded by the generous Dylan collector “rankflv”) are the outtakes from that interview. (… continue reading …)
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See you later, Allen Ginsberg ...9:30 am
This has been out there for six days so it may not be news: a clip on YouTube from the forthcoming film by Todd Haynes called “I’m Not There,” billed as an unconventional biopic of Bob Dylan. The clip features Cate Blanchett playing the role of Dylan circa the mid-sixties, and also features David Cross as Allen Ginsberg. There are comments that could be made based on this clip, but, heck, why not wait for the whole movie.
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Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Abraham, Martin and John (and Bobby) ...1:11 pm
There’s a new clip on YouTube of Bob Dylan performing the Dick Holler song (originally a big hit for Dion in 1968) Abraham, Martin and John at a gig in 1980. It’s just Bob on the piano sharing the vocal with Clydie King. As the uploader observes, it’s a very low-quality clip by the kinds of standards we apply, but there’s something about it that really gets me. Click here to go directly to YouTube or play below.
Dylan was asked about his performance of this song during a backstage interview just before a gig in November of 1980, by Paul Vincent, then of KMEL radio. (Click here for clip.)
Q: When you did Abraham, Martin and John on opening night — you and Clydie I believe, sat at the piano — and on the line, “has anybody here seen our old friend Bobby, do you wonder where he’s gone,” the crowd reacted. Could they have been thinking, in this case, rather than Bobby Kennedy, could they have been thinking about “where has our old Bobby Dylan gone”?
Dylan: Sure they could’ve, because, y’know, they could be thinking any Bobby. They don’t necessarily have to relate it to me. It’s just a name. Uh, yeah, I’m sure some people think — when I first heard that song I didn’t really know who the Bobby was in it. I can’t remember whether — I didn’t put that together for awhile. I put together the rest of the names but for some reason it kinda was slow on that for me.
And in the current Wikipedia entry for the song Abraham, Martin and John, there is this:
During a 1981 tour, Bob Dylan sang the song in concert: the implicit “John” in Dylan’s rendition was John Lennon, who had been killed the year before.
Well, I guess that must have seemed implicit for the people hearing it then, and had to have added to the poignancy. But of-course John Lennon was murdered on December 8th of 1980. Dylan began performing the song in concert one month earlier, on November 9th of 1980.
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Addendum: A more complete recording of the song is this clip from a November 30th, 1980 performance in Seattle.
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