Word: likeness
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Dylan has never been big on interviews. For one thing, he doesn't like questions; for another, he doesn't need publicity. Since 1966, when he broke his neck in a motorcycle accident, he has avoided reporters almost entirely-much to the despair of millions of young people who idolize him as a primogenitor of the rock generation. Now Dylan has had a change of heart and granted an interview to a San Francisco-based rock magazine...
...voice in his most recent LP, Nashville Skyline (TIME, April 11). His explanation: "When I stopped smoking, my voice changed so drastically, I couldn't believe it myself. That's true. I tell you, you stop smoking those cigarettes, and you'll be able to sing like Caruso...
Biggest Contract. In his inimitable language, Dylan also told how he almost wrote a philosophical memoir of sorts called Tarantula: "It begins with when I suddenly began to sell quite a few records . . . and I was doing interviews before and after concerts, and reporters would say things like 'What else do you write?' And I would say, 'Well, I don't write much of anything else.' And they would say, 'Oh, come on. You must write other things. Tell us something else. Do you write books?' And I'd say, 'Sure...
...themselves more of a challenge, many have followed Bear's example and reverted to the bow and arrow. By necessity, they have also returned to nature. "The bow hunter is accurate at only 30 yards or less," explains Bear. "Getting that close to a wild animal is like trying to sneak into Fort Knox. And that's the fun of it. It's not the kill; that's always anticlimactic. It's the tracking, the learning of the ways of the woods' creatures...
...tracks. "They're here," he whispered. A rangy, rawboned man with the weathered look of a backwoods sage, he was wearing his favorite old camouflage jacket and a battered gray fedora. As he explored the island, half a dozen deer bolted from distant thickets, their upturned tails waving like white flags. Later, sipping black coffee out of a tin can, he smiled: "Looks like this is going to be too easy for the bow. Maybe 1 should have brought my spear...