So last night I went to hear Bob Dylan. I have heard him 3 times since the early 70s, and don't get it. Sure, his lyrics are probably up there with 60 hippie icons like Kerouak or Burroughs, but if the words are so completely jumbled, who cares. After only one song did my sister turn to me and say, that was the only good song all night long. She was right. I am not sure why, but I could make out darn near every word on Autumn Leaves. Has it not been for that one fine rendering of one of my favorite standards, the night would have been a waste.
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Topic - Bad concert - Ozzie 17:20:57 05/03/15 (3)
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