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Mitch,once again a great thread in the midst of the Jacko hysteria. As we both know,Harrison worshiped Dylan. 'Garden Party' by Rick Nelson even alludes to this. i have heard the story that the first time Dylan heard Sgt.Peper he said something akin to 'turn that crap off.'.  be seeing you Thank you! You made it better. It's nice to talk to someone of intelligence and insight.  Yes, he also said he thought the effects were used so generously to hide weak songs, but Bob was blown away by Abby Road... |
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Masters Of War
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muQRIUVd6Aw Come you masters of war You that build all the guns You that build the death planes You that build the big bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks You that never done nothin' But build to destroy You play with my world Like it's your little toy You put a gun in my hand And you hide from my eyes And you turn and run farther When the fast bullets fly Like Judas of old You lie and deceive A world war can be won You want me to believe But I see through your eyes And I see through your brain Like I see through the water That runs down my drain You fasten the triggers For the others to fire Then you set back and watch When the death count gets higher You hide in your mansion As young people's blood Flows out of their bodies And is buried in the mud You've thrown the worst fear That can ever be hurled Fear to bring children Into the world For threatening my baby Unborn and unnamed You ain't worth the blood That runs in your veins How much do I know To talk out of turn You might say that I'm young You might say I'm unlearned But there's one thing I know Though I'm younger than you Even Jesus would never Forgive what you do Let me ask you one question Is your money that good Will it buy you forgiveness Do you think that it could I think you will find When your death takes its toll All the money you made Will never buy back your soul And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead |
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is a man who doesn't even know how many songs he's written. Perhaps God knows. Genius is a word tossed around far too often. It certainly applies in this case. How does it happen? Does God visit a dying rust belt town in the middle of nowhere on the way to nowhere and tap a young man on the shoulder? There is no denying his place as the premier songwriter/poet of a century. The arguments continue about his abilities and place as a performer. His vocal chords are shot. Many will say they never could stand to hear his voice even in his prime. I say you either get it or you don't. This thread is a tribute to a once in a century genius.  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ia06DeCxhTM&feature=related |
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is a man who doesn't even know how many songs he's written. Perhaps God knows. Genius is a word tossed around far too often. It certainly applies in this case. How does it happen? Does God visit a dying rust belt town in the middle of nowhere on the way to nowhere and tap a young man on the shoulder? There is no denying his place as the premier songwriter/poet of a century. The arguments continue about his abilities and place as a performer. His vocal chords are shot. Many will say they never could stand to hear his voice even in his prime. I say you either get it or you don't. This thread is a tribute to a once in a century genius. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ia06DeCxhTM&feature=related |
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is a man who doesn't even know how many songs he's written. Perhaps God knows. Genius is a word tossed around far too often. It certainly applies in this case. How does it happen? Does God visit a dying rust belt town in the middle of nowhere on the way to nowhere and tap a young man on the shoulder? There is no denying his place as the premier songwriter/poet of a century. The arguments continue about his abilities and place as a performer. His vocal chords are shot. Many will say they never could stand to hear his voice even in his prime. I say you either get it or you don't. This thread is a tribute to a once in a century genius. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ia06DeCxhTM&feature=related 
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MASKED AND ANONYMOUS, DYLAN IS AT HIS ULTIMATE, IT IS A MASTERPIECE, you like me will come away with memories of the words he uttered you will REMEMBER them, maybe said by someone else it would sound like a line from a movie, from him you knew, you could feel he embraced them "You got to born on my side"  Perhaps we can watch it together sometime. 
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Rainy day woman#12 & #35 They'll stone you when you're trying to be so good They'll stone you just like they said they would They'll stone you when you're trying to go home They'll stone you when you're there all alone But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned They'll stone you when you're walking on the street They'll stone you when you're trying to keep your seat They'll stone you when your walking on the floor They'll stone you when your walking to the door But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned They'll stone you when you're at the breakfast table They'll stone you when you are young and able They'll stone you when you're trying to make a buck They'll stone you and then they'll say good luck But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned Well They'll stone you and say that it's the end They'll stone you and then they'll come back again They'll stone you when you're riding in your car They'll stone you when you're playing you guitar Yes But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned Alright Well They'll stone you when you are all alone They'll stone you when you are walking home They'll stone you and then say they're all brave They'll stone you when you're send down in your grave But I would not feel so all alone Everybody must get stoned
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If one had to follow a star to light their path, he was that star. When despair came, he was there, when I'm driving in my car with the music blasting my eardrums, it's him. He has consoled me more than a once with Saras Smile. I have embraced him it seems, all my life, Bob Dylan and I have grown old together, I have always wished I was Isis. He goes to the core. As I said, you either get it or you don't. You, my lady friend, get it.
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The Times They Are A-Changin'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgECKj9LSH4 Come gather 'round people Wherever you roam And admit that the waters Around you have grown And accept it that soon You'll be drenched to the bone. If your time to you Is worth savin' Then you better start swimmin' Or you'll sink like a stone For the times they are a-changin'. Come writers and critics Who prophesize with your pen And keep your eyes wide The chance won't come again And don't speak too soon For the wheel's still in spin And there's no tellin' who That it's namin'. For the loser now Will be later to win For the times they are a-changin'. Come senators, congressmen Please heed the call Don't stand in the doorway Don't block up the hall For he that gets hurt Will be he who has stalled There's a battle outside And it is ragin'. It'll soon shake your windows And rattle your walls For the times they are a-changin'. Come mothers and fathers Throughout the land And don't criticize What you can't understand Your sons and your daughters Are beyond your command Your old road is Rapidly agin'. Please get out of the new one If you can't lend your hand For the times they are a-changin'. The line it is drawn The curse it is cast The slow one now Will later be fast As the present now Will later be past The order is Rapidly fadin'. And the first one now Will later be last For the times they are a-changin'. |
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Don't Think Twice, It's All Right
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GtkVGClqrT4 It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe It don't matter, anyhow An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe If you don't know by now When your rooster crows at the break of dawn Look out your window and I'll be gone You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on Don't think twice, it's all right It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe That light I never knowed An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe I'm on the dark side of the road Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say To try and make me change my mind and stay We never did too much talkin' anyway So don't think twice, it's all right It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal Like you never did before It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal I can't hear you any more I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road I once loved a woman, a child I'm told I give her my heart but she wanted my soul But don't think twice, it's all right I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe Where I'm bound, I can't tell But goodbye's too good a word, gal So I'll just say fare thee well I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind You could have done better but I don't mind You just kinda wasted my precious time But don't think twice, it's all right |
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I once bought a double CD with the albums Highway 61 Revisted, and John Wesley Harding on. Absolutely brilliant from the start to finish.
Another favourite of mine was Blonde on Blonde. But then there are so many other fantastic Dylan albums as well. For a man that cant really sing, he has done pretty well for himself! |
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Edited by
Unknow
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I once bought a double CD with the albums Highway 61 Revisted, and John Wesley Harding on. Absolutely brilliant from the start to finish. Another favourite of mine was Blonde on Blonde. But then there are so many other fantastic Dylan albums as well. For a man that cant really sing, he has done pretty well for himself! You should also try Freewheelin' which was his second and a totally accoustic album. Also Blood On The Tracks is possibly the best collection of grown up love songs ever. Ahhh, but you have to almost get underneath the voice to the raw emotion. There is no question his is not a beautiful voice, but it has conveyed some of the deepest sentiments and thoughts of a generation. |
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I once bought a double CD with the albums Highway 61 Revisted, and John Wesley Harding on. Absolutely brilliant from the start to finish. Another favourite of mine was Blonde on Blonde. But then there are so many other fantastic Dylan albums as well. For a man that cant really sing, he has done pretty well for himself! You should also try Freewheelin' which was his second and a totally accoustic album. Also Blood On The Tracks is possibly the best collection of grown up love songs ever. Ahhh, but you have to almost get underneath the voice to the raw emotion. There is no question his is not a beautiful voice, but it has conveyed some of the deepest sentiments and thoughts of a generation. I have tried both those albums many a time! Freewheelin' took me a little to get used to it. I found it really raw, and different to the other albums i had heard previously. His voice is not beautiful, but it worked. Just like it did for MJ(Mick Jagger!) and Jimi Hendrix, to name but two. Although....Lay Lady Lay....His voice is pretty damn sweet on that song. |
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I once bought a double CD with the albums Highway 61 Revisted, and John Wesley Harding on. Absolutely brilliant from the start to finish. Another favourite of mine was Blonde on Blonde. But then there are so many other fantastic Dylan albums as well. For a man that cant really sing, he has done pretty well for himself! You should also try Freewheelin' which was his second and a totally accoustic album. Also Blood On The Tracks is possibly the best collection of grown up love songs ever. Ahhh, but you have to almost get underneath the voice to the raw emotion. There is no question his is not a beautiful voice, but it has conveyed some of the deepest sentiments and thoughts of a generation. I have tried both those albums many a time! Freewheelin' took me a little to get used to it. I found it really raw, and different to the other albums i had heard previously. His voice is not beautiful, but it worked. Just like it did for MJ(Mick Jagger!) and Jimi Hendrix, to name but two. Although....Lay Lady Lay....His voice is pretty damn sweet on that song. His voice was different on that entire Nashville Skyline album. Tonight I'll Be Staying Here With You is another very sweet song. |
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Now that you mention it, yes it was! I wonder why he sounded so different on that album.
Im trying to think of the one(without cheating on google) that he did with Johnny Cash, from that album. That was a duet made in heaven. |
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Now that you mention it, yes it was! I wonder why he sounded so different on that album. Im trying to think of the one(without cheating on google) that he did with Johnny Cash, from that album. That was a duet made in heaven. There is actually an entire session of not officially released Cash/Dylan duets from the Skyline sessions. It is out on boots though. The first track on the album is the remake of Girl From The North Country with the duet. |
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Now that you mention it, yes it was! I wonder why he sounded so different on that album. Im trying to think of the one(without cheating on google) that he did with Johnny Cash, from that album. That was a duet made in heaven. There is actually an entire session of not officially released Cash/Dylan duets from the Skyline sessions. It is out on boots though. The first track on the album is the remake of Girl From The North Country with the duet. I will see if i can download that for free from somewhere! Sounds great! I only knew of the one duet! I knew it had country in the title, i couldnt think of the rest. |
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Chimes Of Freedom
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=woTjNqOLzYA Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched With faces hidden while the walls were tightening As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain Dissolved into the bells of the lightning Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales For the disrobed faceless forms of no position Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts All down in taken-for-granted situations Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing. |
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EVERYBODY MUST GET STONED!!!!!!
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Edited by
Dan99
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Sat 06/27/09 07:17 PM
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I was given a gift at the wedding i was Best Man at the other week.
It was a Bob Dylan Harmonica, in a really cool box. Beautiful little thing it is, bought from Harrods, so it must be good! Actually, they have one on ebay.. http://cgi.ebay.co.uk/Hohner-Bob-Dylan-Signature-Series-Diatonic-Harmonica_W0QQitemZ120438582965QQcmdZViewItemQQptZUK_MusicalInstr_Harmonicas_RL?hash=item1c0ab2eeb5&_trksid=p3286.c0.m14&_trkparms=65%3A12%7C66%3A2%7C39%3A1%7C72%3A1683%7C240%3A1318%7C301%3A1%7C293%3A1%7C294%3A50 |
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