As noted
previously, I'm a pretty fair-weather Dylan fan; I tend to prefer his songs filtered through, say, the jangle & harmonies of
The Byrds or the gentle Americana of
Emma Swift or the casual thunder of the Grateful Dead or whomever. And while I eventually opened up to him more in adulthood (or at least to his mid/late-60s and early 70s work), I had little interest in his records as a kid. Indeed, I think the only reason I finally picked up
Blonde On Blonde (tied for my favorite Dylan LP alo...
Published on November 28, 2022 14:27