Thursday, March 03, 2005
Oh, and...

Bob Dylan is rubbish. You try and like him, you really try...
A generation needed a poet, and he was happy to play along. Perhaps he even believed it. Being generous to him, he did, maybe, half a dozen good songs - foremost among them: Subterranean Homesick Blues. Shorn of film of sixties protest, his art looks meagre indeed. Blowing in the Wind is awful; The Times They Are A’Changing an embarrassment; Like a Rolling Stone too long, too boring, too much of everything but editing.
Leave him there, on the HMV Sale rack: he’s not for you.
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Bob Dylan is rubbish. You try and like him, you really try...
A generation needed a poet, and he was happy to play along. Perhaps he even believed it. Being generous to him, he did, maybe, half a dozen good songs - foremost among them: Subterranean Homesick Blues. Shorn of film of sixties protest, his art looks meagre indeed. Blowing in the Wind is awful; The Times They Are A’Changing an embarrassment; Like a Rolling Stone too long, too boring, too much of everything but editing.
Leave him there, on the HMV Sale rack: he’s not for you.
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