In honor of this year’s winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature–couldn’t resist expanding/doubling the length:
Call me a heretic, but I consider Bob Dylan to be something of a prophet. The man not only sees the world with astounding clarity and verticality, he shares that vision with others in ways that are as luminous as they often are perplexing. And he’s done so without compromise or deference to fashion. Well, at least, minimal deference to fashion (exhibit A, right). Put it down to having been transfigured.
Nowhere is this more evident than in his work from the 1980s, a period unfairly…
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“You really should listen to this guy”, he said. “A couple of the songs on his new record remind me of what you were saying tonight.”
“I don’t really listen to Christian music”, I responded, half seriously.
“Yeah, um, well, your loss. There’s a strong Yankee Hotel Foxtrot vibe on his new one.”
I’m not proud of the exchange, which took place back in 2005. I had just given a talk to some high school students, and one of the older boys had wanted to engage afterward by telling me about musician Derek Webb. I’d given him…
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Haven’t done one of these dedicated lists in a while, but since he’s all I’ve been listening to this past month, it felt appropriate. The rules are: 1. Every song had to have been recorded some time in Bowie’s final two decades-ish (1995-2015) and 2. It couldn’t have been released as a single, i.e., deep cuts only. Pretty happy with it! Presented in chronological order: