Word: dylan
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Then in a tone reminiscent of a Las Vegas boxing announcer, Simon proudly proclaims: "Ladies and Gentleman, it is my pleasure to welcome...Mr. Bob Dylan!" The crowd roars in fernetic expectation. This was a surprise, partly because, for the greater part of the summer, I have been surrounded by anti-Dylan enthusiasts and militants. I was afraid that my defense of Dylan could be likened to a musical Steward's Folly (but let's just remember how much oil was found in Alaska). Although, in my childishly ego-centric way, I could never understand why Dylan's music...
...flesh. I must emphasize "alive" since I have unwittingly forgotten to share a morbid fear that has developed in the deep recesses of my mind. Somehow or other I had convinced myself that due to the how many times I have managed to miss seeing Bob Dylan, I was bound to die the same way, or from the more accurate perspective, that he would die before I would get to see him in concert...
...pleasure, Simon and Dylan performed a trio of duets (including "Sounds of Silence" and "Knockin' on Heaven's Door", for those keeping track). Their voices paired unexpectedy well. In these brief minutes, the duo seemed to nullify any doubts that were raised concerning this unlikely alliance...
...then it was Mr. Dylan, all by himself. His chosen repertoire for the night was all his vintage basics, dressed up with enough electric guitar and soul to make Hendrix smile from above. He performed everything from "Tangled up in Blue" to "All Along the Watchtower" to "Desolation Row". But the most touching moment was Dylan's "Not Dark Yet", which was the sole post-Blood on the Tracks song, from his most recent album, Time Out of Mind...
...this was not a concert for the weak of heart. Unlike his controversial Royal Albert Hall concert of 1966 during which an audience member denounced Dylan, who was "going electric", as "Judas!", a traitor to his folk roots; this opportunity was never even given. Here was a man who didn't give a damn what you expected from his music. He could afford to do this because live, he is that damn good...