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...driving "Silvio," unleashing his band and raising the intensity yet a few notches more. The lights dimmed, as they did after every song, and when they came back on, Dylan had replaced his electric guitar with an acoustic. The band followed suit, with the bassist picking up an upright bass and the drummer switching to brushes. It was well-timed transition; soon the audience was swaying to the country-tinged "Cocaine" and the waltz-time "Lonesome Death of Hattie Caroll." The true audience-pleaser, though, was a wonderful acoustic rendition of "Tangled Up In Blue," the most well-known song...
Reasons to Move There: Trophy bass in Dripping Springs Lake, trophy pies at the Pecan Festival. The town is watching The Grapes of Wrath in reverse as Okies from California--whose families left here in the Dust Bowl '30s--come streaming home...
...Rick Bass drew good reviews in 1992 with The Ninemile Wolves, a moody nonfiction report of a Canadian wolf pack that crossed the U.S. border a few years ago and colonized one of the western states. But Bass's fiction (The Book of Yaak, In the Loyal Mountains) seems to get categorized as good-with-an-asterisk. He's regional. (So was Wallace Stegner, of course, until he became a national monument.) Bass may reach monument or even wilderness-area status in time, but for the moment he gathers honorable obscurity, and blackflies, on the shelf reserved for nature writers...
...view here is, forget that asterisk. With the publication of The Sky, the Stars, the Wilderness (Houghton Mifflin; 190 pages; $23), a collection of novellas about men and women in nature, there should be no more avoiding plain truth: Rick Bass is a very good writer of fiction. What's more, he's good at a kind of writing that is often done with irritating self-consciousness. Bringing the natural world into a story as something more than scenery invites a rich array of overdelicate word-painting and drum-roll weather effects, with turning seasons or the death and birth...
...sense his approach across continental divides. He tracks her for months across the distance of seasons; she flees, easily able to stay ahead, despairing, besotted. He follows, implacable, daft with love. It's not easy to make something like this catch fire and burn to the end, but Bass does...