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Friday, September 10, 2010
  Google Instant with Bob Dylan

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Friday, October 30, 2009
  Bob Dylan Comics

November 16 is the publication date of the English language edition of Bob Dylan Revisited featuring visual interpretations of Dylan's lyrics by more than a dozen top international illustrators. Below are some preview pages. The clip is from a Canadian television series, Quest (February 1, 1964). François Avril's site (with the "Girl of the North Country" roughs) is here.

Bob Dylan Revisited contents:

"Blowin' in the Wind" interpreted by Thierry Muraty
"A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall" interpreted by Lorenzo Mattotti
"I Want You" interpreted by Nicolas Nemiri
"Girl of the North Country" interpreted by François Avril
"Lay, Lady, Lay" interpreted by Jean-Claude Götting
"Positively 4th Street" interpreted by Christopher
"Tombstone Blues" interpreted by Bézian
"Desolation Row" interpreted by Dave McKean
"Like a Rolling Stone" interpreted by Alfred (drawings), Raphaëlle Le Rio, Maël Le Maé (scenario) and Henri Meunier (color)
"Hurricane" interpreted by Gradimir Smudja
"Blind Willie McTell" interpreted by Benjamin Flao
"Knockin' on Heaven's Door" interpreted by Jean-Philippe Bramanti
"Not Dark Yet" interpreted by Zep

"Blowin' in the Wind"
"A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall"

"I Want You"
"Girl of the North Country"





I'm a-wonderin' if she remembers me at all.
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.

So if you're travelin' in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.
"Lay, Lady, Lay"

"Positively 4th Street"



"Desolation Row"

"Like a Rolling Stone"




"Hurricane"
"Blind Willie McTell"


"Knockin' on Heaven's Door"
"Not Dark Yet"


Also see "Rainy Day Women #12 & 35" by Flemish cartoonist Kim Duchateau:


The Black Crowes in Moscow (1991)


Unfortunately, the creative highs seen above must conclude with a sad footnote on the downward spiral of Dylan music critic/biographer, PKD authority, Crawdaddy creator and past pal Paul Williams, who soared in print with illuminations like lightning over water. I remember the day he pointed out to me the "time differential" pun he viewed as the key sentence in The Crying of Lot 49: "She knew that the sailor had seen worlds no other man had seen if only because there was that high magic to low puns, because DT's must give access to dt's of spectra beyond the known sun, music made purely of Antarctic loneliness and fright."

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Sunday, December 14, 2008
  Guy Peellaert (1934-2008)
©2008 Estate of Guy Peellaert 

The Belgian illustrator Guy Peellaert died November 17 at age 74. Rock Dreams (Popular Library, 1973), his collaboration with British rock journalist Nik Cohn, sold more than a million copies. When it was reprinted by Taschen in 2003, Peellaert commented, "Rock will always represent the extravagant, the flashy, the fantasy. These pictures are a memento to that dream." Their follow-up was 20th Century Dreams (1999).

Peellaert and Michael Herr teamed to survey Vegas as America's ''material gulag and dream terminal,'' in The Big Room (Summit, 1986) with images of FDR, Bugsy Siegel, Liberace, Joe DiMaggio, Marlene Dietrich and others. Peellaert was a pioneering graphic novelist with The Adventures of Jodelle (Grove Press, 1967) and he also did album covers and film posters.









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Wednesday, October 01, 2008
  Bob Dylan Tell Tale Signs
"Only one thing I did wrong,
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long."


NPR announced it was streaming all of Bob Dylan's latest album, Tell Tale Signs, until October 7. (But it was still streaming by 10/13.) Click here.


"Mississippi" by Bob Dylan

Every step of the way, we walk the line
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is piling up, we struggle and we stray
We're all boxed in, nowhere to escape

City's just a jungle, more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it, tryin' to get away
I was raised in the country, I been working in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down

Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don't even have anything for myself anymore
Sky full of fire, Pain pouring down
Nothing you can sell me, I'll see you around

All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

Well, the devil's in the alley, mule's in the stall
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all
I was thinking about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie's bed

Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees
Feeling like a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never will undo
I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too

Some people will offer you their hand and some won't
Last night I knew you, tonight I don't
I need something strong to distract my mind
I'm gonna look at you 'til my eyes go blind

Well I got here following the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

Well my ship's been split to splinters and it's sinking fast
I'm drowning in the poison, got no future, got no past
But my heart is not weary, it's light and it's free
I've got nothing but affection for all those who sailed with me

Everybody's moving, if they ain't already there
Everybody's got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
Things should start to get interesting right about now

My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in
I know that fortune is waiting to be kind
So give me your hand and say you'll be mine

Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
You can always come back, but you can't come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long

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