August 2009
40 posts
Dear DailyDoseOfDylan,
Please, if you re-blog something, from anyone, don’t hide it.
People have the right to know where a photo came from, and to have their Tumblr get some gratitude for a good photograph.
I don’t mean any harm, I just feel it’s a bit.. Rude of you not to.
Regards,
FuckYeahBobDylan.
{Also LunaInWonderland}
“You’re gonna hear it and see it, and it’s gonna happen fast, and...”
– Bob Dylan, interview for Time Magazine, via 1965
“The 50s and 60s might have been the last great age of real music. Since then or...”
– Bob Dylan (via dailydoseofdylan)
BF: Does that mean you create outsider art? Do you think of yourself as a cult figure?
BD: A cult figure, that's got religious connotations. It sounds cliquish and clannish. People have different emotional levels. Especially when you're young. Back then I guess most of my influences could be thought of as eccentric. Mass media had no overwhelming reach so I was drawn to the traveling performers passing through. The side show performers - bluegrass singers, the black cowboy with chaps and a lariat doing rope tricks. Miss Europe, Quasimodo, the Bearded Lady, the half-man half-woman, the deformed and the bent, Atlas the Dwarf, the fire-eaters, the teachers and preachers, the blues singers. I remember it like it was yesterday. I got close to some of these people. I learned about dignity from them. Freedom too. Civil rights, human rights. How to stay within yourself. Most others were into the rides like the tilt-a-whirl and the rollercoaster. To me that was the nightmare. All the giddiness. The artificiality of it. The sledge hammer of life. It didn't make sense or seem real. The stuff off the main road was where force of reality was. At least it struck me that way. When I left home those feelings didn't change.
“I can’t understand,
She let go of my hand
An’ left me here facing...”
– “I Don’t Believe You,” by Bob Dylan
“You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone...”
– “Ballad of A Thin Man,” by Bob Dylan.
