Not readable, but I couldn't bring myself to give this its only one star rating because the author appears to have worked so hard. There are distinct traces of insanity here though.

Wilentz is surely overwrought in tracing obscure influences on Dylan that actually don't much signify. We all know that Dylan soaked up everything he ever heard, and he details that nicely in his own musical autobiography. Wilentz stretches credulity in citing musical precursors such as Aaron Copland as having shaped Dylan's oeuvre. He keeps bringing up musicians who were active when Bobby was less than five years old and imagining that he must have heard them at the time.

I gave up on it after reading pages and pages covering every track on Blonde on Blonde and every obscure musician who worked on it. I especially liked the way Wilentz tried to reproduce the music by writing things like "dum de DUM dum de dum."