I'm reading Positively 4th Street, a history of the Greenwich Village Folk scene, and it's interesting
The men—Dylan, Dick Fariña—are all storytellers, fabricators. They make up this absurd backstory for themselves anew for every interviewer. Neither of them can play their instruments. Neither of them can sing. They talk a lot about their big plans and schemes for revolutionizing art.
The women—Carolyn Hester, Joan Baez—are skilled instrumentalists and singers doing traditional songs, they are beautiful mysteries who are projected upon by audiences.
So Carolyn/Dick and Joan/Dylan end up each enacting a very similar dyad