Belated

A very belated happy birthday to Bob Dylan who turned 80 last week. I was preoccupied with my dad’s own 80th birthday (amongst other things) to really pay attention. But this week I enjoyed reading John Harris on Dylan in the Guardian and this by Alan Jacobs from his blog post linkage over at Snakes and Ladders. And BBC 6 Music did a nice 6 Music Artist Collection I am currently listening to.

If I had been able to pay it any mind I would have chosen a song by Dylan for Going For A Song last week instead of choosing nothing. So to cover that omission may I point you in the direction of a GFAS I wrote in 2016 about ‘Sign on the Window’ from New Morning.

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Going For A Song: ‘Prettiest Eyes’

The Beautiful South – ‘Prettiest Eyes’

“Because if I’m singing about loneliness that’s the one word everybody in the entire universe understands,” he concluded. “How the fuck can you not understand something like ‘Prettiest Eyes’? I put my little placard up and it’s a placard for the lonely and the loved and the lost.”

Soon, I began to weep.

“Is it the gin?” wondered a sympathetic Paul.

“It’s not the gin,” I croaked, “it’s you! And your unmistakable truths!”

I’m Not with the Band: A Writer’s Life Lost in Music, Sylvia Patterson