there’ll come a day,
you know,
when Dylan will be
no more. we’ll turn on
the television, open
the newspaper
and there it will be:
FOLK ROCK ICON (that’s what
they always call him) DEAD.
at first we won’t believe it –
afterall, they said
the same thing
in ’66 when he fell
off the Triumph
in Woodstock.
but this time
it will be real. we’ll see
crowds of people, hysterical
with grief, laying wreaths
at CBS studios and
along Highway 61, crying,
clutching vinyl
albums, posters, singing
songs through tear-
struck eyes –
and maybe, just
maybe, they’ll march
through the streets of
Greenwich Village
to protest his death,
just like they did
down Karl Johan in
Oslo in 1967,
when Coltrane died.
jim christ Poet
5/12/2008 12:13:00
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Glenn,
yep. our bard of bards, ndai.
bobby the zimmerman with his dylan thomas first name paintjob is without a doubt probably the most important lyricist/poet/bard/etc of the baby boomer generation.
my favorite memory of him was at the academy awards when he was so stoned he could hardly talk - tied favorite memory was all his performances while touring with the grateful dead.
over and out,
Glenn Poet
5/12/2008 17:19:31
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Jim,
I don't recall Dylan ever being at the Academy Awards; but in 1990 they gave him the "Lifetime Achievement Award" at the Grammies and he was very, er, eccentric, that night.
korn Poet
5/13/2008 01:22:08
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this is very bad video but it'll give you the idea.
Glenn Poet
5/13/2008 04:45:46
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That's the one. Dylan had bad flu that night. Then he decided to do his Charlie Chaplin act, playing with his hat, etc. He topped it off with that hilarious little speech.