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Salient. Victoria University Student Newspaper. Volume 38, Number 7. 15 April 1975

Another Side of Bob Dylan?

page 17

Another Side of Bob Dylan?

Cartoon of a rock star playing a guitar and singing

It's never been my duty to remake the world at large
Nor is it my intention to sound the battle charge

Wedding Song 1973

I'm a-going back out 'fore the rain starts a fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest ...
And I'll tell it and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it.

A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall 1963

Like the times, Bob Dylan is 'a-changm". These two releases, one book, one record, both document this in different ways. Writings and Drawings contains the lyrics of Dylan's albums from Bob Dylan and Talking New York in 1962 to New Morning and Watching the River Flow in 1971. Since then, of course, there's been the Pat Garrett soundtrack, Planet Waves, the sold-out tour with the Band and After the Flood. And now Shod On the Tracks - exciting both because of the quality of the music and because of the new 'directions it points to after the introspective period of New Morning and Planet Waves.

Bob Dylan's New Morning album cover

Writings and Drawings contains just that - no commentary or brief biography of where the lyrics and graphics fit into the life story of Bob Dylan (for that, Tony Scaduto's Bob Dylan (Abacus) can be recommended) or the protest movement of the sixties which Blowin' in the Wind and Times were so much a pan of, and Mr Tambourine Man so much a reaction against. Generally, it is a mistake to take any art divorced from the social background that gave rise to it - and certainly the lyrics here tell but one side of the story.

The more usual criticism of this volume, that the lyrics lose meaning without the music I don't share. They're different, sure, and they're not poetry, but they still contain much more of the essence of Bob Dylan than, for example, the disinterested After the Flood. They also give a good indication of his changing ideas that comes through in the records (if you've got the whole selection) but often Dylan sings so fast it's difficult following the exact words. So if you're not a complete Dylan freak (in which case you've probably already got it) the book is helpful in deciphering - and giving extra meaning - to the words.

It's also a good guide to the incredible diversity of Dylan's work - from the bitter Masters of War to the soft Girl from the North Country, from the folk Talking New York to the rock Mr Tambourine Man, from the personal All I Really Want to Do and If Not For You to the universal Lay Down Your Weary Tune and One More Night and the lines which, at times it seemed, changed so many things by themselves:

How many roads must a man walk down?

Blowin In The Wind

You don't need a weatherman
To know which way the wind blows

Subterranean Homesick Blues

But even the president of the United States
Sometimes must have
To stand naked.

It's Alright Me

And the utility of the words doesn't stop there - you can always try quoting them as an intro to an essay (well - it worked in Hist 302 with Times)

The drawings? Well, from the cover of Self Portrait thru' Planet Waves I've never thought much of Dylan's drawing, and this doesn't change that opinion.

Changing opinions are probable however with Bob Dylan's latest album Blood On The Tracks (the title of which I still can't decipher):

In a world of steel-eyed death
And men fighting to be warm
Come in, she said, I'll give you
Shelter from the storm

Shelter From the Storm

In many ways he is still very much in the 'shelter' evident in Time Passes Slowly through to Forever Young but at least here he is recognising again that there is a storm outside, Not here the

I'd sacrifice the world for you
To watch my senses die

Wedding Song - Planet Waves

Another difference from Planet Waves is that Dylan is no longer backed by the Band - part of the price of his shift back to CBS. The musicians here stili get a good run - and perform well. The earlier dominance of Dylan Dylan's guitar and harmonica is muted still - and the result is competent and impressive.

It's much harder this time classifying the ten tracks. Some such as You're A Big Girl Now. Meet Me in the Morning and most successfully You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go and If You See Her Say Hello are ostensibly on a personal level, yet they clearly bring in universal themes - of impermanence, of change, yet they are all reconciled to it - accepting that people are tossed about by forces they have little chance individually of challenging. This sort of theme comes through clearly in two other tracks - the drifters Tangled Up In Blue and Simple Twist of Fate

We always did feel the same
We just started from a different point of view
Tangled up in blue.

On an almost humourous level, Jack of Hearts and Buckets of Rain deal with people mixed up and uncertain - of the bank robbers waiting for the illusive and ever-changing Jack of Hearts. It's almost the alienation of All along the Watchtower and Desolation Row, but the message is more complex 'metaphors of buckets of moonbeams' for example.

Which brings us to the two outstanding tracks of the album (in my opinion anyway): Shelter from the Storm and Idiot Wind. Some lines from the first were noted above - it later gets something of a Messaic overtone - the singer is coming in from the wilderness, his crown of thorns is removed, his clothes are gambled over. One begins to think of similarities between the activities of critics ('So forget the clenched young scholars who analyse his rhymes into dust' says the record cover) and the crucifixion.

I took too much for granted
I got my signals crossed.

Not bitter - almost inevitable.

In many ways, Idiot Wind is an exception - Dylan has once again found the capacity to be angry. The anger is, admittedly, primarily directed at those invading his perspnal privacy:

Their minds are filled with big ideas
And distorted facts

Then Dylan as Messaiah comes in, preaching a little:

What's bad is good, what's good is bad
You'll find out when you reach the top
You're at the bottom.

Finally, 'me' and 'you' merge into a stronger force, yet still not free from contradictions:

We won the war
After losing every battle and:
Idiot wind
Blowin' thru the buttons of our coat
Blowin' thru the letters that we wrote
Idiot wind
Blowin' thru the dust upon our shelf.

And the anti-Dylan critics have turned into all the antihuman forces trying to spindle and mutilate us.

This is not to say the album has no faults - not alt tracks are strong, Buckets of Rain particularly. In many places (especially Jack of Hearts) it is obscure, and there is little attempt to resolve the problems presented which could in their turn be analysed clearer. Yet Blood on the Tracks is a considerable development over Dylan's last few albums - a move however tentative, back towards the vital social comment of the sixties. Those days are a decade dead - but the movements have developed ever since. Bob Dylan is developing and changing too - as Writings and Drawings testify, and now coming back from his own world to the personal and social problems that beset all of us in Blood on the Tracks. It's a healthy sign.

If you're into Dylan, Blood on the Tracks is a must, and Writings and Drawings only a little less so. If not, this new album is a good place to start.