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Why Bob Dylan is god and still needs me

Posted by trouble on March 5, 2002, at 16:19:02

Ladies and gentlemen,

My favorite head-bobber so far this year rocks like an American rock-n-roll band rocks, drums banging front and center. I thought it was just another good Dylan tune 'til I saw the lyrics printed out, I mean look at the line breaks, the line breaks, people, every one a stroke of genius, I'd paper my walls w/ them if I could get away w/ such adolescent hero worship, which I am so proudly and obviously beyond.


Well today has been a sad ol' lonesome day
Yeah, today has been a sad ol' lonesome day
I'm just sittin' here thinking
With my mind a million miles away

Well they're doing the double shuffle, throwin'
Sand on the floor
They're doin the double shuffle they're
Throwin sand on the floor
When I left my long-time darlin'
She was standin' in the door

Well my pa he died and left me, my brother got
Killed in the war
Well my pa he died and left me, my brother got
Killed in the war
My sister, she ran off and got married
Never was heard of any more

Samantha Brown lived in my house for about four
Or five months
Samantha Brown lived in my huse for about four
Or five months
Don't know how it looked to other people
I never slept w/ her even once

Well the road's washed out-weather not fit for
Man or beast
Yeah the road's washed out-weather not fit for
Man or beast
Funny, how things you have the hardest time
Parting with
Are the things you need the least

(before looking the lyrics up on the internet I thought this was my favorite line and I thought it said
"Funny how things you have the hardest time parting with, other things you need to need" I believe I actually improved upon a Dylan tune, I do!)

I'm forty miles from the mill-I'm droppin' it
Into overdrive
I'm forty miles from the mill-I'm droppin' it
Into overdrive
Settin' my dial on the radio
I wish my mother was still alive
(I thought this was my 2nd favorite line, and it went
"said my dad on the radio
I wish my mother was still alive", are you listending Bob?)

I see your lover-man comin' 'cross the
Barren field
I see your lover-man comin' 'cross the
Barren fiels
He's not a gentleman at all-he's rotten to the
core
He's a coward and he steals

Well my captain he's decorated-he's well
Schooled and he's skilled
My captain, he's decorated-he's well schooled
And he's skilled
He's not sentimental-don't bother him at all
How many of his pals have been killed

Last night the wind was whisperin', I was trying
To make out what it was
Last night the wind was whisperin' somethin' -I
was trying to make out what it was
I tell myself something's comin'
But it never does

I'm gonna spare the defeated (MY GOD WHAT A LINE!)
I'm gonna speak to the crowd
I'm gonna spare the defeated, boys, I'm going to
speak to the crowd
I am goin' to teach peace to the conquered
I'm gonna tame the proud

Well the leaves are rustlin' in the woods-things
Are fallin' off the shelf
Leaves are rustlin' in the wood-things are
Fallin' off the shelff
You gonna need my help, sweetheart
You can't make love all by yourself

Lonesome Day Blues
Love and Theft
Columbia House, 2001


 

trouble, you are fabulous!!! (nm)

Posted by Penny on March 5, 2002, at 19:12:22

In reply to Why Bob Dylan is god and still needs me, posted by trouble on March 5, 2002, at 16:19:02

 

Re: Why Bob Dylan is god and still needs me » trouble

Posted by Ritch on March 9, 2002, at 13:49:44

In reply to Why Bob Dylan is god and still needs me, posted by trouble on March 5, 2002, at 16:19:02

Hi trouble,

I am a banjo freak and my favorite on that CD
is "High Water"

Mitch

 

Guess there's just no accounting for taste

Posted by trouble on March 9, 2002, at 15:53:40

In reply to Re: Why Bob Dylan is god and still needs me » trouble, posted by Ritch on March 9, 2002, at 13:49:44

I'm KIDDING, Mitch, you know you set yourself up for that one!
So who's top-notch in the banjo department? I like Doc and Merle Watson, and the Nashville Bluegrass Band, but could use a few more of that uplifting picking in my rather solemn cd collection. There was a cool band in town called the Bad Livers who did a lot of punk rock bluegrass, are you familiar w/ the genre? If so, any suggestions are appreciated.

 

Re: Guess there's just no accounting for taste » trouble

Posted by Ritch on March 9, 2002, at 17:40:19

In reply to Guess there's just no accounting for taste, posted by trouble on March 9, 2002, at 15:53:40

> I'm KIDDING, Mitch, you know you set yourself up for that one!

I set myself up for lots of stuff constantly :-)
I ate unpeeled boiled shrimp for two hours once while everybody was peeling theirs and when asked how the shrimp was I just said "well I think it could have been cooked a little more thoroughly". Well, it took a minute or two to kickin that I had watched everybody else peeling, and didn't do it and that everybody else watched me *not* peeling and didn't notice. Chalk it up to ADHD. Everytime someone looked at me the rest of the evening everyone just broke up laughing.

> So who's top-notch in the banjo department? I like Doc and Merle Watson, and the Nashville Bluegrass Band, but could use a few more of that uplifting picking in my rather solemn cd collection. There was a cool band in town called the Bad Livers who did a lot of punk rock bluegrass, are you familiar w/ the genre? If so, any suggestions are appreciated.


I finally got the "Essential Doc Watson" a few weeks ago. That was back in my last depressive episode! I wasn't really that depressed but my music tastes are just so bizzarro diverse depending on my mood. I guess I should qualify the statement "banjo freak", it really should be "accoustic freak", that is depending on what time of year it is. The "Pizza Tapes" (Garcia,Grisman,Rice) is pretty good. But, something must have happened because I got Nine Inch Nails live CD back during a mild mixed episode. Then I chilled out some and then I was into Chemical Brothers... Now I am listening to the Best of Badfinger..

And that doesn't count the music that plays in my head nearly all day!

Mitch

Punk rock bluegrass?? That sounds interesting. The closest thing I have to that is Meat Puppets.

 

Re: crunch, crunch, crunch » Ritch

Posted by IsoM on March 9, 2002, at 20:13:50

In reply to Re: Guess there's just no accounting for taste » trouble, posted by Ritch on March 9, 2002, at 17:40:19

> > "...I ate unpeeled boiled shrimp for two hours once while everybody was peeling theirs and when asked how the shrimp was I just said "well I think it could have been cooked a little more thoroughly". Well, it took a minute or two to kickin that I had watched everybody else peeling, and didn't do it and that everybody else watched me *not* peeling and didn't notice. Chalk it up to ADHD. Everytime someone looked at me the rest of the evening everyone just broke up laughing."

How did you ever manage to swallow it!!!????
I'd cut my esophagus to pieces if I tried. That's hilarious but still kind of disturbing that no one else heard the "crunch, crunch, crunch" from you. You can be excused - you've got ADHD, but what's their excuse??

 

Re: crunch, crunch, crunch » IsoM

Posted by Ritch on March 9, 2002, at 23:15:16

In reply to Re: crunch, crunch, crunch » Ritch, posted by IsoM on March 9, 2002, at 20:13:50

> > > "...I ate unpeeled boiled shrimp for two hours once while everybody was peeling theirs and when asked how the shrimp was I just said "well I think it could have been cooked a little more thoroughly". Well, it took a minute or two to kickin that I had watched everybody else peeling, and didn't do it and that everybody else watched me *not* peeling and didn't notice. Chalk it up to ADHD. Everytime someone looked at me the rest of the evening everyone just broke up laughing."
>
> How did you ever manage to swallow it!!!????
> I'd cut my esophagus to pieces if I tried. That's hilarious but still kind of disturbing that no one else heard the "crunch, crunch, crunch" from you. You can be excused - you've got ADHD, but what's their excuse??


Well, one of the observers was my sister who has severe dyslexia, and the others-well I can't remember. It really wasn't that crunchy from what I remember. It was cooked really quite well, I just didn't peel the shells off...

Mitch


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