Not read tarantula but Chronicles Volume 1 is absolutely brilliantAnyone read his book, Tarantula? Also I remember reading his lyrics became more cryptic and fragmented after he met Burroughs.
Sword swallowers and one-eyed midgets are very Tom Waits, neatly fit into the sideshow category. As do jesters, jugglers and clowns.Tom Waits is sailors and sideshows. Dylan is more edgy urban boho. Closer to the bone
Sword swallowers and one-eyed midgets are very Tom Waits, neatly fit into the sideshow category. As do jesters, jugglers and clowns.
This is my mum's fav. Dylan tune.Spent some time post-college getting into all the post-1967 albums that casual fans tend to ignore (sans, maybe, Blood on the Tracks & New Morning)
Desire, Shot of Love, Infidels, Empire Burlesque all slapped. Love his foray into white reggae with "Jokerman," does it better than Scritti
That's the GR guy, right?? There's a theory that Pynch thought the CIA had targeted Dillon + Fariña?"Prophets traditionally don't last long—they are either killed outright, or given an accident serious enough to make them stop and think, and most often they do pull back."
50 years later, Bob Dylan’s motorcycle crash remains mysterious
It's the most analyzed motorcycle crash in pop-culture history, but details have been as hard to pin down as the meaning of a Bob Dylan lyric. Biographers, reporters and Dylanologists digging into the '60s period when the singer-songwriter lived in...www.seattletimes.comRichard Fariña - Wikipedia
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Yeah, Farina was Pynchon's best mate, married to Joan Baez's sister and friends with Dylan. He died in a motorcycle accident then Dylan also got into a motorcycle accident, but survived. GR's dedicated to Farina.That's the GR guy, right?? There's a theory that Pynch thought the CIA had targeted Dillon + Fariña?
Byron, as he burns on, sees more and more of this pattern. He learns how to make contact with other kinds of electric appliances, in homes, in factories and out in the streets. Each has something to tell him. The pattern gathers in his soul (Seek, as the core of the earlier carbon filament was known in Germany), and the grander and clearer it grows, the more desperate Byron gets. Someday he will know everything, and still be as impotent as before. His youthful dreams of organizing all the bulbs in the world seem impossible now—the Grid is wide open, all messages can be overheard, and there are more than enough traitors out on the line. Prophets traditionally don't last long—they are either killed outright, or given an accident serious enough to make them stop and think, and most often they do pull back. But on Byron has been visited an even better fate. He is condemned to go on forever, knowing the truth and powerless to change anything. No longer will he seek to get off the wheel. His anger and frustration will grow without limit, and he will find himself, poor perverse bulb, enjoying it. ...