Somewhere in the middle of reading Dylan’s new book of music essays and rambles, you might stop and think to yourself: not only is this book seated and important, but this is the same guy who owned music, and pretty much the world, from 1964-1974 — in other words after he proved Blowin' in the Wind and The Times They are A-Changin’ and now it was Another Side of Bob Dylan-to-Blood on the Tracks. Nothing compared then, or now. In fact, most people haven’t a clue what to do with him. Or this book. Not even lousy Simon and Schuster knew how to present this book without a scam. Dylan’s entire lexicon, and this book, is about recognizing and understanding and living through and into the scam.
Does anyone think Bob Dylan is going to sit down and sign 900 copies of this book?
He has songs to write.
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