yah this is what I was getting at. I think Dylan is very good at using strange images to elicit familiar emotions.Relevant.
What the mentally disturbed Dylanologists have never understood over the course of Zimmy’s six-decade spanning career is that to scour the man’s lyrics for hidden truths is a fool’s errand. It’s a simple trick to understand Bob Dylan, really: all you have to do is approach his lyrics at their apparent meaning. So when Dylan crows:
“Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, "Here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan"
there’s no need to dig further than the emotive qualities of the image itself. Dylan has always been something of a lyrical impressionist: his songs are tone poems which seek to promote feelings of unrest or longing or confusion or disenfranchisement or indignation depicted within the given snippet of narrative that Dylan loves to ornament his songs with. To deconstruct more rigorously is to miss the point—like trying to appreciate a painting with a microscope.
The death of the author signifies a decline in authority, in theological power, as if Zeus were stripped of his thunderbolts and swans, perhaps residing on Olympus still, but now living in a camper and cooking with propane. He is, but he is no longer a god.
Im really struggling not to read 'So were intern' as 'So where in turn,' like my mind cant accept it
What does all the scientific lingo lend to this interpretation? kinda gives it a Burroughs like feel- making acts of immaterial communication feel alive with biomatter
Pollen is the means by which one system can bank on the ether (ether relative to what is known to the plant) to communicate with a kin system? Funny how these hail marys sort themselves out, and rather fruitfully.
I wonder whether Luka's going to be pleased to see pages and pages of Prynne discussion or horrified at our puzzle-solving approach.
Kierkegaard says it in Either/Or, in the chapter The Immediate Stages of the Erotic, or Musical Erotic, where he makes the case that the erotic is the hardest thing to capture in art, and that music does it best, and therefore music is the best art. All to make the case that Don Giovanni is the pinnacle of art, but I forget how he made the case for that above other music. I don't know anything about Don Giovanni outside of this, though.Who was it who said the thing about music being the highest form, or that all art should aspire to the quality of music?
Any examples come to mind?