I wanna see a debate between Ozzy Osbourne and Bob Dylan.

/see, not hear

If Bob Dylan had Auto-Tune, he wouldn't have to sell-out

At least he could be understood back then. Dylan reached his incomprehensibility in the late 80s, early 90s and when he sang with Tom Petty created a musical black hole.

Need a translation subby? Try to interpret the lyrics to Louie, Louie or the entire ouevre of America.

Never gets old jackass submitter.

Best thing about Dylan? This guy:

As someone who was 9 or 10 when this came out, let me help:

It was 1965. This song was possibly one of the more lucid of what came out from that period.

I know it really made me want some of whatever he was having...

/And, I did...

This is probably the only song Dylan ever wrote that was entirely suited to his voice.

MAYORBOB: At least he could be understood back then. Dylan reached his incomprehensibility in the late 80s, early 90s and when he sang with Tom Petty created a musical black hole.

Need a translation subby? Try to interpret the lyrics to Louie, Louie or the entire ouevre of America.

'Understand' is different from 'make sense of'. I can understand most of America's lyrics, even if I may not make sense of them. ("Aligator lizards in the air".. whut?) A great deal of the meaning of Dylan's lyrics is lost not just on me, but more than that, I'm not even sure what they are to begin with.

Sylvia_Bandersnatch: MAYORBOB: At least he could be understood back then. Dylan reached his incomprehensibility in the late 80s, early 90s and when he sang with Tom Petty created a musical black hole.

Need a translation subby? Try to interpret the lyrics to Louie, Louie or the entire ouevre of America.

'Understand' is different from 'make sense of'. I can understand most of America's lyrics, even if I may not make sense of them. ("Aligator lizards in the air".. whut?) A great deal of the meaning of Dylan's lyrics is lost not just on me, but more than that, I'm not even sure what they are to begin with.

I have seen those lizards, trust me.
They are not to be farked with.

/I blame Dylan (from my previous missive)...

My favorite version of this song is Dylan live on the Letterman show. The show was on the road in Chicago for a week, and they got most of the Blue Brothers band in to help, and three excellent female singers in just to sing backup for Bob. And... he couldn't keep up. They were playing it a little faster than he could mumble the words, so he started skipping words so that he would end the verse in the same spot as everyone else.

"How does... feel? How... feel? Complete unknown... on your own... rollin' stoooonnnne!"

It was tragic and hilarious at the same time.

Still one of the few 20th century musicians that the word 'genius' can be applied to; go and listen to 'Hwy. 61' and 'Blonde on Blonde'.

They still sound like nothing else out for that time or now.

Every generation has its Bieber.

CSB time:

When I was in high school, this cute punk rock girl moved to town. I was driving to school one day, and saw her walking along the side of the road, so I stopped to offer her a ride. I was listening to Desire, and Hurricane came on. When Dylan got to the line, "Don't forget that you are whiiiiiiite", she said, "Dylan isn't white, he's a farking Jew." Keep in mind that we didn't know each other at all, yet she thought that was an appropriate thing to say.

On the other hand, she was really pretty hot.

/csb

This is from Wikipedia so take from it what you will, and like all wikipedia citers, I'm drunk and don't have the time to provide real research, but I like the quote:

Frank Zappa:

" When I heard 'Like a Rolling Stone', I wanted to quit the music business, because I felt: 'If this wins and it does what it's supposed to do, I don't need to do anything else ...' But it didn't do anything. It sold but nobody responded to it in the way that they should have. "

So Zappa kept on it, and I had someone I could truly respect.

Lovely. As my wife just remarked - that's our youth.

MisterLoki: CSB time:

When I was in high school, this cute punk rock girl moved to town. I was driving to school one day, and saw her walking along the side of the road, so I stopped to offer her a ride. I was listening to Desire, and Hurricane came on. When Dylan got to the line, "Don't forget that you are whiiiiiiite", she said, "Dylan isn't white, he's a farking Jew." Keep in mind that we didn't know each other at all, yet she thought that was an appropriate thing to say.

On the other hand, she was really pretty hot.

/csb

What the fark....did she think Dylan was singing the song to himself or something?

47 years later, the album that this song appeared on, Highway 61 Revisited, is still terrifyingly great, an explosion of lyrical ideas unlike anything that had come before. I invite anyone who considers Dylan's fame to be as incomprehensible as his diction to give it a listen ... it helps if you try to put yourself into the mindset of 1965, when "Wooly Bully" and "Help Me Rhonda" were two of the year's biggest hits. Both fine songs in their way, to be sure, but Dylan was operating on an entirely different level.

So, can anyone explain to me the rancid hate people had for Dylan going electric? Calling him a sellout and screeching Judas on his album?

cygnusx13: Best thing about Dylan? This guy:

[www.mtv.com image 600x365]

...and wtf 'soy bomb man' is?

Dylan's decades out of my music scene

kroonermanblack: ...and wtf 'soy bomb man' is?

This should help.

cygnusx13: Best thing about Dylan? This guy:

Love Dylan and his band when this happened,
once they realized what was going on,the band
laughs, Dylan shruggs his shoulders and they
kick it up a notch.

kroonermanblack: So, can anyone explain to me the rancid hate people had for Dylan going electric? Calling him a sellout and screeching Judas on his album?


Music snobs being music snobs - basically rock and roll in the early sixties was almost universally regarded as inane, inconsequential drivel primarily aimed at stirring the hormones of teenagers. The idea of a serious artist like Dylan giving that music any sort of legitimacy was anathema to the folkies and the other "serious" music people.

TXEric: As someone who was 9 or 10 when this came out, let me help:

It was 1965. This song was possibly one of the more lucid of what came out from that period.

I know it really made me want some of whatever he was having...

/And, I did...

Ditto.

Broktun: Never gets old jackass submitter.

I was thinking that joke is older than the song. Subby really has his finger on the pulse, eh?

Saw Dylan and John Mellencamp about a year ago together. Both were great, but Dylan, of course, was nearly incomprehensible.

"... zabbadabada howdoesit FEEEEEEL?..."

This song is supposedly about Andy Warhol. The whole album is awesome, head and shoulders above anything anyone was doing at the time. Natch, having Mike Bloomfield play on every track couldn't hurt.

kroonermanblack: So, can anyone explain to me the rancid hate people had for Dylan going electric? Calling him a sellout and screeching Judas on his album?

People don't like change.

dereksmalls: This song is supposedly about Andy Warhol. The whole album is awesome, head and shoulders above anything anyone was doing at the time. Natch, having Mike Bloomfield play on every track couldn't hurt.

I stumbled upon a website that listed "IQ's of famous people." Andy Warhol's was listed as something in the neighborhood of 87. No idea if it's true at all, but I found it interesting.

Devolving_Spud: Every generation has its Bieber.

Wow, you're stupid.