« On falling in love again and then getting sidetracked | Main | A brief encounter, an unwelcome diversion, and a bit of a rewind »
It was London, 1965; I was 17, in love for the first time, and passionate about, oh, all sorts of things. Dylan released this wonder of an album:
I heard this song and I experienced what I can only describe as a seismic shift of the soul. The boyfriend and I played it over and over. Nothing was ever quite the same again.
Seventy eh? Who'da thought it? Just hope you're dancing somewhere beneath the diamond sky today, Bob. We're still following you . . .
This is only a preview. Your comment has not yet been posted.
As a final step before posting your comment, enter the letters and numbers you see in the image below. This prevents automated programs from posting comments.
Having trouble reading this image? View an alternate.
Nicola Beauman: A Very Great Profession: The Woman's Novel 1914-39 (*****)
Mark Easton: Britain etc. (*****)
Anne Tyler: Noah's Compass (****)
Claire Tomalin: The Invisible Woman: The Story of Nelly Ternan and Charles Dickens (*****)
Mike Seaborne: London Street Photography 1860-2010 (Museum of London) (*****)
Alex Werner: Dickens's Victorian London: The Museum of London (****)
Joshua Foer: Moonwalking with Einstein: The Art and Science of Remembering Everything (****)
John Demos: The Unredeemed Captive: A Family Story from Early America (****)
Doris Lessing: Alfred and Emily (*****)
Edmund de Waal: The Hare With Amber Eyes: A Hidden Inheritance (*****)
Georgina Harding: The Spy Game (*****)
Stephen Foster: Walking Ollie: Or Winning the Love of a Difficult Dog (***)
Amitav Ghosh: Sea of Poppies (*****)
I so remember playing Bob over and over again in lunch breaks at my all girls school in the 60's. One of my friends did a fair impression of him singing Mr Tambourine Man and we all wished we were Suze Rotolo.
Posted by: lovethosecupcakes | May 24, 2011 at 07:48 PM
Hi! Music evokes so many memories. I still can't believe the fabulous Dylan is 70! So scary but then I can't quite believe I am 60 soon. We never grow old inside though.
Posted by: Ronnie Tyler | May 30, 2011 at 03:40 PM