Our Favorite Dylan Lyrics

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    Yeah, "Up On Cripple Creek." Said in regards to Spike Jones, who had some pretty interesting recordings.
     
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    Scott Marshall’s new book, Bob Dylan: A Spiritual Life, tackles the perennial question of whether we can call the enigmatic performer a Christian. 2017
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    Dylan, for one, isn’t concerned. “I don’t have to know what a song means,” he has said. “I’ve written all kinds of things into my songs. And I’m not going to worry about it—what it all means.”

    https://religionnews.com/2020/06/23/dylan-album/
     
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    Bob Dylan Explains How He Writes A Song 1975:rolleyes:
     
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    Bob Dylan First Bands as Teenager (link)
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    In 1968, Le Roy Hoikkala, a sky, slight electronics technician, told Rober Shelton: “I met Bob downtown one day and we got to talking about music. We were in eighth grade, and I was very much involved in playing drums. Monte Edwardson was guitar player, and the three of us got together, around 1955, in Bob’s garage for some sessions.

    Le Roy was impressed by Bob’s speed in putting together a song as early as 1955. “He would write a song right at the piano. Just chord it, and improvise on it.

    The Golden Chords fell into disharmony as Bob became increasingly interested in black R&B while the other two drifted toward more popular white rock ‘n’ roll. Bob soon was the key figure in another nameless band featuring Chuck Nara on drums, Bill Marinec on bass, and Larry Fabbro on electric guitar, with Bob on piano, guitar, and lead vocals. In autumn 1955, the four jammed often, exchanged recordings, and listened to Bob’s plans for a life in music. To the others, music was just a hobby.

    After about a year, Bob and his no-name band appeared at Hibbing High’s Jacket Jamboree Talent Festival. There were reciters and warblers and piano players—all with more gall than technique. Bob said so little in class, was such a quiet loner, that no one was prepared for the sonic onslaught, though the mountain of equipment might have prepared them. Bob had also heightened the shock by insisting that his sidemen tell no one what they were going to do. Even then his rule was: “Don’t say what you are going to do, just do it.”

    I realize now, of course [in 1969], that there was the young Bob Dylan in his very early form. He was a little bit ahead of everyone, but he didn’t seem to mind. Because he had such a fantastic confidence in his talent, he didn’t care. He just said: ‘Here I am. Either you like it or you don’t. I know that what I’ve got is great.’”
     
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    Shelter from the Storm - 1975



    Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
    When blackness was a virtue and the road was full of mud
    I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
    “Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”

    And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
    I’ll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
    In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm
    “Come in,” she said, “I’ll give you shelter from the storm”

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