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JANUARY 18, 2010 4:21PM

The Dylan Files

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                      THE DYLAN FILES:

  1. Link in the Chain (roots and beginnings)
  2. 1961—1964     The Folk Years
  3. 1965—1966     Thin Wild Mercury Music
  4. 1967—1973     Pink Houses and Country Breezes
  5. 1974—1978     Rolling Thunder
  6. 1979—1981     Born Again
  7. 1982—1990     80’s Burlesque
  8. 1991—1996     Roots Revisited
  9. 1997—2005     High Water Risin'
  10. 2006--              Together Through Life…

Over the next six to eight months I’d like to explore the musical career of Bob Dylan. Posts will consider the various eras of his career where hopefully I can provide context and perspective. (There will be a Dylan Files post at least once a month).

I will also provide capsule reviews of every Dylan studio album as well as important bootlegs. In addition I will discuss films about or by Dylan including rare pieces like Eat the Document and Renaldo and Clara.

I will link individual posts to the list above as they are written making this the home page for The Dylan Files. 


Fifty years ago an eager nineteen year old folk singer with a rock n roll heart by the name of Robert Zimmerman left Minnesota and arrived in New York City a few days later as Bob Dylan. Within five years he would change the course of popular music forever.



There’s no easy way to assess Bob Dylan’s career. He shifted and morphed through many personas and guises, exploring the many highways and side-streets of American music.  Some people contend that Dylan gave rock music a conscience, but I think he gave rock music an IQ. He made it okay to accept and celebrate rock music as a valid art form.


He began his career as a folksinger who had the audacity to write his own songs (not something trad folksingers did; old equaled authentic for the folk revivalists of the late 50s and early 60s).

When he was prematurely hailed as a genius and some kind of prophet he rebelled—channeling James Dean and Arthur Rimbaud he “went electric” telling left wing establishment to look for another puppet and the right wing establishment to fuck off: ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s Farm no more...It’s all over now, baby blue...they were all positively fourth street man...


He declared himself as an artist who was not going to pander to anyone’s style or politics. He charted his own course, public taste be damned. Whatever one’s opinion of Dylan, it’s clear he is one of the most important artists of the past 100 years.


Dylan’s music is, for me, a portal into a different world

— a world where Woody Guthrie and Marlon Brando pass a bottle under a old neon sign

—where Hank Williams and Charlie Patton share a smoke and a song just south of the crossroads

--where angry kids tear up advance copies of the New York Times

—where twisted Technicolor dreams advance on golden dawns

—where the sad-eyed faces of strange and weather-beaten characters shuffle angel-like down some forgotten alleyway.  

There’s an otherworldly aspect to some of his best music, as if he has been transcribing thoughtdreams sent to him from some beatific, colorful, and sometimes dangerous alternate dimension.


Dylan’s music changed my life. I had never heard music like that before—nothing prepared me for it.  I have still never heard music at once visceral and introspective as Dylan’s.  It made me want to read books. It made me think. It made me sing. It frustrated me. It inspired me. It knocked me out.

In the end, I hope this series will be interesting and enjoyable for both long time Dylan fans as well as those unfamiliar with his music and history.


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It was only a matter of time before I went all Dylan freak on everyone.
I hope the posts turn out...
this needs to be a real li ve book, my friend--looking forward to each installment, as a fellow dylanophile...
I'm real happy to see this and I'm bumping it right now.

I will come back to read more closely since from where I've been this site has been down most of the day and I've a few things to attend to . I'm just here to say you can go "all Dylan freak anytime" as far as I'm concerned. I'm one too.
Great Post. I've also followed him from the beginning and have learned about life from him and the Beatles. I did a post on him about a month ago, but nothing like this. You are the best at this. I'll be back for the next one. Great Stuff~~
A very worthy project. I'm looking forward to your posts.
Love it MJ. I'll be following. Hwy 61 revisited is probably my favorite Dylan album.
Neat. I'm glad there are some folks interested. Thanks for those of you who stopped by.
I want to take my time with these posts, and there will be other things I'll want to write about, so like I said it will take place over several months. There will probably be "outtakes" of interesting things that don't fit into the posts that may be interesting for quick stand alone posts.

Interestingly the imputus for this was (besides my love of Dylan's music) the discussion about identity and art here on OS. Dylan played this game long before anyone on here did. And he played it the best.
And of course it's a great excuse to sit around listening to Bob Dylan for hours and hours!

Huzzah! KNOW I'm in...bring it on..."time is an ocean, but it ends at the shore. You may not see me tomorrow..." (but I'll be back around for a dose of your fine writing on "Zimmy" as my husband calls him!)
Looking forward to it.
mjwycha i would like to suggest sometimes forgotten aspect of bob dylan and baby boom generation in a way we lived thought felt through him imitated idolized him knowing he was just human visions so profound words music poetic brave authentic each of us on our own stumbling flawed paths trying to reach grasp attain bar he set so high
Michael, thanks for stopping by. I'm actually going to touch on that a little bit. He was an artist and a poet with a deep connection to the world. Many mistook this, thinking he had all the answers. You should see some of the press coverage he got back then. They wanted him to define his "movement" and generation. To explain a "philosophy." It was absurd. He was 22 years old.