24 May 1941 was the day Robert Zimmerman, who would grow up to become Bob Dylan, was born.
So, today is the birthday of this quintessential American musician, this trans-generational voice. It would be difficult for me write about how much I look up to Dylan, one of the last people of integrity, who has it in perspective, and has a wonderfully ironic sense of humor. Even after all these years,
Highway 61 Revisited remains one of his best albums.
Anyway,
Desolation Row paired with
The Mascot by Władysław Starewicz, a great filmmaker by any measure is my tribute to the man my dear friend Kim calls His Bobness. What a treasure to find this today! Besides,
Desolation Row was recorded the year I was born.
Yea, it's a bit long, but only if you have a short attention span. Bob wouldn't care and so neither do I. Besides, we all need something a little trippy on a Monday in May that began with snow!
Happy birthday, Bob! I am still angling for you to come to Salt Lake City. Hey, Wendover is a dive, which means we'd both love it. Hell, I'd even drive to Winnemucca!
"Right now I can’t read too good
Don’t send me no more letters, no
Not unless you mail them
From Desolation Row."
