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Bob Dylan 950513 Las Vegas

Date:    Thu, 18 May 1995 17:43:49 -0400
From:    CHC2hwy61 (chc2hwy61@AOL.COM)
Subject: Boo-boo on notes from Las Vegas

Sorry to say I just noticed that I left a song off the list from the 2nd
in Las Vegas--5/13/95. Here is the correct lineup:
(songs with * were played with Dylan sans guitar)

Down In the Flood*
Lay Lady Lay*
Like A Woman
@Don't Think Twice
Real You At Last
Mr. Jones
(E)Rolling Stone
(E)@Ain't Me Babe

There! Think I've gotten it right this time! My apologies.

Christine Consolvo

Date: Sat, 20 May 1995 07:33:45 -0400 From: CHC2hwy61 (chc2hwy61@AOL.COM) Subject: Las Vegas Review(not too flattering) This review appeared in the Las Vegas Weekly dated week of May 17,'95. While I hardly agree with any of it, I thought I'd post it since it seems to be the only one available. The Page/Plant show at the MGM took precedence, I'm afraid. However, I never have gotten through to the UNLV student news to check there. Any rmd'rs from there who could tell me? Here goes: Bob Dylan The Joint at the Hard Rock Hotel Saturday, May 13 Bob Dylan is the greatest songwriter of his time, the legend who didn't die, the enigmatic man who gave answers to many but was himself confused. The Hard Rock was packed with every generation, with a few early Deadheads in their tie dyes. There was no opening act, and Dylan entered with no fanfare. This show was different for the Hard Rock: Video monitors were dark, waitresses stopped serving by 9:15, and there was no spotlight. Dylan was bathed in soft light for most of the show, in a black 18th century-style jacket and white shirt. He opened with a rousing "Down In the Flood" that immediately threw me off the musical track. I have listened to Bob Dylan records from the 60's and 70's for years, and the Bob Dylan of 1995 isn't the same. The great one's voice was never melodic, but it had character. Dylan still has character, but there were times during the first part of the night his voice could have made dogs howl. His vocal range was so narrow he was almost forced to speak the lyrics. He began with classics like "Lay Lady Lay", a raging "All Along the Watchtower" and "Just Like A Woman". It was rumored Dylan wasn't going to play guitar, but he donned it early and played it well. His band was tight with a guitarist, another on pedal steel and dobro, a bass player and a drummer. Apart from the drummer, the band members sported the long jacket look (maybe for Helldorado). When Dylan played songs I hadn't heard, his performance got better, and I began to tap my feet to the music. I believe this was because he sang more in his range and jammed more, but possibly I just got used to his voice. Dylan has so many classics, it was interesting to see which he would play, he settled on :Mr. Tambourine Man", encoring with "Like A Rolling Stone", and closing with "It Ain't Me Babe". For the most part he ignored the audience, treating the crowd with a shy annoyance. Page and Plant wooed their audience, Dylan was apathetic, but in the end it didn't matter. After the last song the audience screamed and clapped until the the lights rose and walked out knowing they witnessed a legend. I felt the same, but found myself pining for the Dylan of a previous age. ----Doug Jablin How does it always happen that the only person in the crowd who isn't wowed is the reviewer? Maybe they think bad reviews get more attention? Christine