Bummer. I just spent forty-five minutes telling you why Bob Dylan is the coolest thing ever and, yes, I'm going to his concert on May 24. But Blogger decided to delete my blog post before publishing it. That's time and words I can never have back. Sigh.
Bottom line: At a time when the mass media, corporate America, and conniving politicans are telling us to ignore the fine print below the headline, a songwriter like Bob Dylan, who's influenced almost as many musicians as the Beatles (including influencing the Beatles themselves), is an enemy of the state. Which means we're going to get along just fine.
Looking forward to the concert, on Bob's birthday. He don't sing pretty, he don't look pretty, and he can be as caustic and sarcastic as hell. But, man, his words have changed the world for the better. He questions the stone wall and expects it to answer. But, more than that, he expects us all to question the wall and bring it down, one brick at a time.
This isn't exactly what I'd said before, but it'll have to do.
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