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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 14:29 GMT 
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There's a hymn I used to hear
In the churches all the time
Make me feel so good inside
So peaceful, so sublime
And there's nothing to remind me of that
Old familiar chime
'Cept you, uh huh you

Used to play in the cemetery
Dance and sing and run when I was a child
Never seemed strange
But now I just pass mournfully by
That place where the bones of life are piled
I know somethin' has changed
I'm a stranger here and no one sees me
'Cept you, yeah you


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 14:31 GMT 

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"Not one more night, not one more kiss,
Not this time babe, no more of this."

And then a few lines later when he sings "You don't get anything you don't deserve." I love "Born in Time". That one comes to mind, but of course, there are so many more.


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 14:38 GMT 
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"And the silent night will shatter
From the sounds inside my mind"
- I know the feeling very well!

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Me, too (but maybe not quite as excited about it as you are :wink: )


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 14:53 GMT 
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Location: In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode
Gimme these incredible 6 songs in a row from BS1-3 and I'm melting away...

Angelina
Someone's got a hold of my heart
Tell me
Lord protect my child
Foot of pride
Blind Willie McTell


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 15:08 GMT 

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I've given up the game, I can't abide
By their stupid rules which get me sick inside.
They've been made by men who've given up the search
Whose guards are dead and whose queens are in the church

Abandoned Love, Other End


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 15:11 GMT 
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A couple more 'corkscrews' to the heart:

I can’t see my reflection in the waters
I can’t speak the sounds that show no pain
I can’t hear the echo of my footsteps
Or can’t remember the sound of my own name
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin’
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin’
Only if she was lyin’ by me
Then I’d lie in my bed once again

and this bridge:

Most of the time
She ain’t even in my mind
I wouldn’t know her if I saw her
She’s that far behind
Most of the time
I can’t even be sure
If she was ever with me
Or if I was with her

I think it's probably best I stop now.


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 19:18 GMT 
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"I hear the ancient footsteps like the motion of the sea
Sometimes I turn, there's someone there, other times it's only me."

From EVERY GRAIN OF SAND.

"See them big plantations burning
Hear the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming
(And) see the ghosts of slavery ships
I can hear them tribes a-moaning
(I can) hear the undertaker's bell
(Yeah), nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
There's a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
I can hear them rebels yell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell"

BLIND WILLIE McTELL

Every time I hear those words, it's like the first time I ever heard them.


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 19:27 GMT 
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Most of the time pretty much sums up the way I feel about "her".


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 19:33 GMT 
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mjmooney wrote:

I don't much like the "mermaids" verse. "Windows of the sea" is OK, but he could have thought of a better two syllable adjective than "lovely". And mermaids don't "flow". Water flows, mermaids swim. "Flow" is only there because he was running out of rhymes for "Row". Nowhere near as bad as the dreadful "kelp" in "Sara", but still a bit lazy.


I see your point but that's what makes it even better. A lot of his highway 61 and blonde on blonde stuff is random collections of words. These words say something special to me. Like jewels and binoculars hang from the head of the mule


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 20:10 GMT 
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summerteeth wrote:
A couple more 'corkscrews' to the heart:

I can’t see my reflection in the waters
I can’t speak the sounds that show no pain
I can’t hear the echo of my footsteps
Or can’t remember the sound of my own name
Yes, and only if my own true love was waitin’
Yes, and if I could hear her heart a-softly poundin’
Only if she was lyin’ by me
Then I’d lie in my bed once again

and this bridge:

Most of the time
She ain’t even in my mind
I wouldn’t know her if I saw her
She’s that far behind
Most of the time
I can’t even be sure
If she was ever with me
Or if I was with her

I think it's probably best I stop now.


No please keep going.


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 20:14 GMT 

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There's so many moments...

"So many things that we never will undo
I know you're sorry, I'm sorry too"
- Mississippi

"I can survive,
And I can endure
And I don't even think
About her
Most of the time"
- Most of the Time

All of 'One Too Many Mornings'

"Guess it's too late to say the things to you
That you needed to hear me say
Seen a shooting star tonight
Slip away"
- Shooting Star

"Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm"
- Shelter from the Storm

All of 'Long and Wasted Years'. When he sings, "We cried on a cold and frosty morn, we cried because our souls were torn" it gives me chills. Everything about his delivery sears through my heart. I can't even begin to adequately describe the reaction it causes.

There's so many more!


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 20:31 GMT 
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Winter Lude wrote:
Most of the time pretty much sums up the way I feel about "her".


English not being my mother tongue, I usually struggle to grasp the full meaning of Bob's songs. I always considered Most of the time a positive song, where the singer is learning to cope with the loss of a loved one. I mean, afeter all most of the time he manages to be clear focused, to keep both feet on the ground, etc, he is doing ok.

And then one day, it just clicked on me: well, he is ok 99% of the time, but there is a painful 1 % of the time in which he cannot survive, he cannot endure, he really does think about her, and so on and on... and in that moment I gasped "h.." (swears in Spanish) and realized how dark this song is.

I haven't lost yet someone that important to me, and I fear that when the unavoidable happens I'll be like this, convincing myself that most of the time I can overcome it, but deep inside there will always be a tiny, yet powerful damage.


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 20:51 GMT 
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PJDylanRAF wrote:
All of 'Long and Wasted Years'. When he sings, "We cried on a cold and frosty morn, we cried because our souls were torn" it gives me chills. Everything about his delivery sears through my heart. I can't even begin to adequately describe the reaction it causes.


Although I don't actually like that song as a whole, I find that last verse you quote beautiful and touching.

"We cried on a cold and frosty morn
We cried because our souls were torn
So much for tears
So much for these long and wasted years"


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 20:54 GMT 
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diazellin wrote:
Winter Lude wrote:
Most of the time pretty much sums up the way I feel about "her".


English not being my mother tongue, I usually struggle to grasp the full meaning of Bob's songs. I always considered Most of the time a positive song, where the singer is learning to cope with the loss of a loved one. I mean, afeter all most of the time he manages to be clear focused, to keep both feet on the ground, etc, he is doing ok.

And then one day, it just clicked on me: well, he is ok 99% of the time, but there is a painful 1 % of the time in which he cannot survive, he cannot endure, he really does think about her, and so on and on... and in that moment I gasped "h.." (swears in Spanish) and realized how dark this song is.

I haven't lost yet someone that important to me, and I fear that when the unavoidable happens I'll be like this, convincing myself that most of the time I can overcome it, but deep inside there will always be a tiny, yet powerful damage.


A native English speaker couldn't have said it better!
And yes, the "tiny, yet powerful damage" never goes away :|


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 20:55 GMT 
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diazellin wrote:
Winter Lude wrote:
Most of the time pretty much sums up the way I feel about "her".


English not being my mother tongue, I usually struggle to grasp the full meaning of Bob's songs. I always considered Most of the time a positive song, where the singer is learning to cope with the loss of a loved one. I mean, afeter all most of the time he manages to be clear focused, to keep both feet on the ground, etc, he is doing ok.

And then one day, it just clicked on me: well, he is ok 99% of the time, but there is a painful 1 % of the time in which he cannot survive, he cannot endure, he really does think about her, and so on and on... and in that moment I gasped "h.." (swears in Spanish) and realized how dark this song is.

I haven't lost yet someone that important to me, and I fear that when the unavoidable happens I'll be like this, convincing myself that most of the time I can overcome it, but deep inside there will always be a tiny, yet powerful damage.


I have, and I see that most of the time is actually only 51%. The whole song is tongue in cheek (meaning he is joking when he says he doesn't think about her a lot).


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 21:30 GMT 
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Most of the time is about denial. The point is, she's all he thinks about. When someone goes to great measures to tell you about how little they regard something, you know it's the complete opposite. If he was telling the truth the song wouldn't exist.

If you have someone who you really miss, long after you should have gotten over them - this song nails it.


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PostPosted: Wed April 10th, 2019, 21:34 GMT 

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depp91 wrote:
PJDylanRAF wrote:
All of 'Long and Wasted Years'. When he sings, "We cried on a cold and frosty morn, we cried because our souls were torn" it gives me chills. Everything about his delivery sears through my heart. I can't even begin to adequately describe the reaction it causes.


Although I don't actually like that song as a whole, I find that last verse you quote beautiful and touching.

"We cried on a cold and frosty morn
We cried because our souls were torn
So much for tears
So much for these long and wasted years"


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Indeed, it's his diction that really makes this one stand out. He always seems to know *how* to say/sing something for maximum effect.


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PostPosted: Fri April 12th, 2019, 05:15 GMT 

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There are no words that need to be said.
You left me standing in the doorway crying
Blues wrapped around my head

Atlantic city by the cruel sea
I hear a voice cryin' "daddy"
And I always think it's for me

Prison walls are crumblin down
There is no end in sight
I gained some recognition
But I lost my appetite


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PostPosted: Fri April 12th, 2019, 06:22 GMT 
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All of "Blind Willie McTell" is lyrically and emotionally masterful, of course, but when he gets to the very end (after the aforementioned "God is in His Heaven / and we all want what's His" line), I am very affected by Bob's voice when he conclusively sings:

I'm gazing out the window of the St.James Hotel
and I know no one can sing the blues like Blind Willie McTell


It ties up the whole lyric, the source-song that inspired it musically, the entire tragic/heroic history of the American south, and the majesty of the blues in one couplet sung with inspired passion.


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PostPosted: Fri April 12th, 2019, 07:03 GMT 
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panther wrote:
All of "Blind Willie McTell" is lyrically and emotionally masterful, of course, but when he gets to the very end (after the aforementioned "God is in His Heaven / and we all want what's His" line), I am very affected by Bob's voice when he conclusively sings:

I'm gazing out the window of the St.James Hotel
and I know no one can sing the blues like Blind Willie McTell


It ties up the whole lyric, the source-song that inspired it musically, the entire tragic/heroic history of the American south, and the majesty of the blues in one couplet sung with inspired passion.

Yes, panther.
That moment right there has to be, simply put, one of the peaks of 2nd half of 20th century´s pop music


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PostPosted: Fri April 12th, 2019, 19:37 GMT 
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You took a part of me that I really miss
I keep asking myself how long it can go on like this


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PostPosted: Fri April 12th, 2019, 19:40 GMT 
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Skies are grey, I’m looking for anything that will bring a happy glow

Night or day, it doesn’t matter where I go anymore, I just go

If I ever saw you coming I don’t know what I would do

I’d like to think I could control myself, but it isn’t true

That’s how it is when things disintegrate


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PostPosted: Fri April 12th, 2019, 20:14 GMT 
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and lastly:

I need somethin’ strong to distract my mind


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PostPosted: Fri April 12th, 2019, 22:46 GMT 
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wormington wrote:
panther wrote:
All of "Blind Willie McTell" is lyrically and emotionally masterful, of course, but when he gets to the very end (after the aforementioned "God is in His Heaven / and we all want what's His" line), I am very affected by Bob's voice when he conclusively sings:

I'm gazing out the window of the St.James Hotel
and I know no one can sing the blues like Blind Willie McTell


It ties up the whole lyric, the source-song that inspired it musically, the entire tragic/heroic history of the American south, and the majesty of the blues in one couplet sung with inspired passion.

Yes, panther.
That moment right there has to be, simply put, one of the peaks of 2nd half of 20th century´s pop music


Agreed. It is as good if not better than the whole blood on the tracks album.


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PostPosted: Fri April 12th, 2019, 22:50 GMT 
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And, of course, the opening of Like a rolling stone has to be THE moment of Dylan's career and of rock ' n' roll in general. It's like a slap in the face.
Nothing else has been recorded that is as powerful, as fresh, as real.


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