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Thursday, August 19, 2010

"The Man Sitting Next to Me, His Head Was Exploding..."

Yesterday I ended up in a conversation with a major Dylanologist. It was so cool to meet a kindred soul.

Someone who has listened to the records, gone to the concerts, bought the DVDs, read the interviews and books.

We kind of inspired each other talking about the songs and albums that Dylan the man, Dylan the myth, has conjured for us. We talked about that voice, and the man's wild ass working methods.

The two of us talked the same language. It was like discovering that someone else could speak this cryptic, secret language that you thought didn't really exist, except in your own head.

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