Last night I saw Bob Dylan. What an ordinary – yet still extraordinary – thing that is to say. When I first saw Dylan in 1978, at Earl’s Court, it was like the second coming, so utterly unlikely did it seem to most of us there that we were ever going to get a chanceRead More
Well, the comic book and me, just us, we caught the bus The poor little chauffeur, though, she was back in bed On the very next day with a nose full of pus Yea! Heavy and a bottle of bread! I’ve been listening to The Basement Tapes Complete, the latest release in the Bob DylanRead More
Who saw this one coming? Bob Dylan as a welder of gates? The Halcyon Gallery in Bond Street is currently hosting Mood Swings, an exhibition of ornamental gates and associated metalwork crafted by a man, who when he isn’t composing, recording, touring, writing, broadcasting or indeed painting, clearly likes to go a junkyard, pick upRead More
All the tired horses in the sun How’m I supposed to get any ridin’ done? Hmm I was brought up on Bob Dylan. My parents had ten records in their music collection (aside from children’s LPs). There were two ‘Classics for Pleasure’ albums, Joan Baez in Content Volume II, a Joan Baez EP featuring herRead More