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Crónicas: Volumen I

3.98  ·  Rating details ·  38,116 Ratings  ·  1,350 Reviews
Los prolegómenos de la crónica vital y profesional de Bob Dylan nos remontan, a través de una mirada abierta, al Greenwich Village de 1961, testigo principal de su llegada a Nueva york. De ahí parte la andadura iniciática que el bardo desgrana en este primer volumen de la trilogía autobiográfica cuando, recién llegado a Nueva York, merodea por el Village en pos de su desti ...more
Hardcover, 300 pages
Published February 1st 2005 by Global Rhythm Press (first published November 12th 2004)
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Oct 13, 2011 rated it it was amazing  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: biophilia
I’m going to do something I try not to do here, since I consider this to be a site about other people’s words- I’m going to ramble on autobiographically for a bit.

I bought this first volume of Dylan’s Chronicles the day it came out in 2004, was anticipating the hell out of it. Back then I was managing a used record store in College Park, Maryland. I studied poetry and creative writing at UMD, big waste of my time, could’ve learned all that on my own, learn more now on my own than I did then anyw
Paul Bryant
Conscience impels me to remove one star from my original 5. I'm bewitched, bothered and bewildered.

When this gorgeously written, completely eccentric and endearing memoir came out in 2004 I loved it, and my original review is included below. In the years since then, Dylan fans and commentators have been finding out stuff, and it opens a big can of worms, the worms of


Because, it seems, if the rabid batgooglers and archive monkeys are to be believed, large parts - maybe all - of Chronicl
Jonathan Ashleigh
After being on my “to read” shelf for a while, this book jumped up a couple spots when Bob Dylan won the Nobel Prize for literature. He didn’t win the prize because of this autobiography or for his novel, but rather for the lyrics he wrote down and then placed over music.

This autobiography is well written and honest, but it is disjointed at times and didn’t tell me much about the things I thought I wanted to know about. I wanted to know what Dylan was thinking when he wrote songs like “Blowin'
Ian "Marvin" Grayejoy
Positively Fraud Street?

I see you on the street
I always act surprised
I say, “How does it feel?”
But I don’t mean it.

"I can't taste your words,"
You said, "Your songs are just lies."
So I cried that you were deaf,
You'd lost the sight in your eyes.

And I said that you were wrong
When you accused me of theft
But all I really wanted to know was
What else have you got left?

No, I never wasted any time,
And I never took much.
I never asked for your crutch,
Now don't ask me for mine.

Well you got up to leave
And y
Jan 01, 2010 rated it really liked it  ·  review of another edition
UPDATE: A good and memorable read but probably not why he won the Nobel.

What a wonderful weird book about the influence of cities and sounds, knowing what you want and going for it and getting it thanks to talent, luck, attitude, and meeting the right people. Funny how it emphasizes what no one really wants to know -- "New Morning" and "Oh Mercy" era stuff instead of everything from "Hard Rain's Gonna Fall" to "Visions of Johanna" to "Shelter From the Storm" to "Isis." Those songs are hardly men
Mar 23, 2017 rated it liked it  ·  review of another edition
I am not by any means a big fan of autobiographies or biographies written with the ‘popular’ market in mind: Autobiographies can all too often be divided into the self-aggrandising, self-serving, self-promotion type, or alternatively the celebrity/ghost written cut and paste, vacuous and pointless nonsense type or the pseudo ‘warts and all exposé’ type – or sometimes a combination of all three. Biographies on the other hand, more often than not are written with the agenda either of the fan or th ...more
David Schaafsma
Aug 26, 2012 rated it really liked it  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: non-fiction
I awake this morning to the news that Bob Dylan has won the Nobel Prize for Literature for 2016, which I absolutely am happy about. A bold move for the committee. It made me think that the committee is probably quite old to do this, but also well aware of his lyrics, which I assume is the reason he wins. I also read Paul Bryant's reviews of this book, the first of which, like mine originally, was very positive. I loved the book and await more. Then I saw Paul has read a lot of research identifyi ...more
Each phrase comes at you from a ten-foot drop, scuttles across the road and then another one comes like a punch on the chin.

So goes Dylan on the marvel of Pirate Jenny, the haunting number by Brecht/Weill in their Three Penny Opera. Apparently seeing this performed life indelibly changed Dylan's approach to songwriting. I bought myself G.W. Pabst's film version of TPO for this recent Christmas and I was absolutely riveted by Lotte Lenya's performance of the song, she's so cold , so decisive, muc
Sep 12, 2007 rated it it was amazing  ·  review of another edition
Mark my words, this book is going to be considered as an American classic piece of literature. Students in the year 2035 will study it, and young men wearing plastic rain coats will be holding this book as a fashionable prop in the most elegant nightclubs.

As for me, this was such a surprise remarkable read. I didn't expect it to be so great. What makes it so great is Dylan personal observations on the world around him. The way he goes through his frirends' library was one of my favorite parts o
Nov 27, 2016 rated it did not like it  ·  review of another edition
Îmi pare rău, nu.
Am început cartea cu multă bunăvoinţa şi fără prejudecăţi, însă nu a reuşit să mă convingă.
Nu ştiu dacă stilul stângaci şi mult prea neexersat trebuie pus pe seama autorului sau este o consecinţă a unei traduceri mai puţin fericite, însă mi s-a părut obositor şi, pe alocuri, enervant. Niciodată nu am agreat abuzul de înşiruiri de nume proprii într-o singură frază, iar Dylan exagerează cu enumerările: nume de persoane, de străzi, de cluburi, de studiouri. Pentru un profan, discon
Dec 28, 2007 rated it it was amazing  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: Everyone! Even if they don't like Bob.
Shelves: music, favorites

I really want to talk with Dylan

And it happened. That's what it feels like when you get under the bed covers with this book, no sound but a cricket buzz outside the window. His words come out at you like his music. Unpretentious, romantic. Funny like a Woody Allen movie. It feels like any minute that gravel voice will start whispering out of the pages to you.

A genius talking about his inspiration. What more could you want?

So, what inspired him? Better yet, what didn't? Everything's flowed in
Mar 19, 2008 rated it it was amazing  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: True Bob Dylan fans & fans of any artists in general
Know this, readers. Bob Dylan has ALWAYS and will forever continue (probably even at his death) to do things HIS OWN WAY!

I read some of the reviews for this book. First off, ignore all those who are not even fans of Bob Dylan or are the ones that wish he would sing "Like a Rolling Stone" or "Tangled up in Blue." Get over it.

What I saw in this book was his inspiration. You will NEVER get this in any biography about any artist. Or at least rarely. Biographies and even autobiographies are a way fo
I'm really not a big Dylan fan per se, but that he is an amazing poet cannot be denied. Once upon a time I played a mediocre rendition of "like a rolling stone," mostly because I fell in love with this lyric:

You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

No idea where he comes up with this shit, but it's brilliant. Actually, in "chron
Apr 13, 2011 marked it as to-read  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: wishlist
*********WANT BADLY**********
Mother's Day is coming up! or for Birthday then, Xmas in July, Aussie Friend Day, Happy Person who does your laundry day, Day for people who will beg for books. Well any excuse will do - have loved Bob a long time....will even be embarrassing & pimp my photo here - of a time when I played his records over and over..
Bob and me.
Dec 19, 2007 rated it liked it  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: already disillusioned Bob Dylan fans
Bob Dylan has given us a meandering, often boring and only occasionally interesting account of some of the formative moments of his career. Two thirds of the book is taken up by the story of how he came to record "New Morning" and "Oh Mercy." Yowzah! He gives only glancing, arrogant mention to the days of his most prolific and brilliant songwriting--which is fine, it doesn't shatter my perception of Dylan to find him arrogant and evasive, but I do take umbrage with the boring minutia of the reco ...more
May 27, 2014 rated it did not like it  ·  review of another edition
Dylan se ha pasado la vida jugando al despiste. Este libro es otro capítulo más en este sentido. Dedica los dos primeros capítulos a contar sus primeros pasos en Nueva York con veinte años, el capítulo sigue trata sobre su encuentro con el poeta norteamericano Archibald MacLeish y a la gestación de New Morning (un álbum menor donde los haya dentro de su discografía). El cuarto capítulo lo dedica a narrar con pelos y señales la gestación de Oh, Mercy a finales de los ochenta y termina volviendo a ...more
Tracy Reilly
Jul 15, 2013 rated it really liked it  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: rock-music

When I was maybe six or seven, and already beginning my lifelong devotion to music, and rock in particular, I remember standing in the Record Department at Arlan's looking at the 45s, since my mother said I could get 5, if my brother and I could agree. We already knew some we liked: Herman's Hermits, the Monkees, The Dave Clark Five, Tommy James and the Shondells, Sam the Sham and the Pharaohs:

"What about this one?" My brother said, pointing to a sleeve with a guy with crazy curly hair; "Bobby
Wow! A dense, extraordinary approach to an auto-biography. Dylan was never going to write a conventional biography, and readers who want one should keep on walking. This isn't for them.

Instead Dylan has constructed a mythology as autobiography. While I think it's fair to assume that everything in this book is true, I think we should probably accept that it's not necessarily literal. He's obviously missed large chunks out for a start - the book really only covers a couple of periods in his life.
Feb 04, 2017 rated it really liked it  ·  review of another edition
Knjiga je dosta dosadna. Ima lepih i zanimljivih misli, ali previše je nabrajanja gomile imena i bazičnih karakteristika likova koji su nosili ta imena, a koji su imali makar i manji dodir sa momentima koje Dylan opisuje. I opisi emicija i traženja pravog puta i izraza za pesme u New Orleans-u dok snima album, su vrlo naporni. Kada se izdigne iz takvih pojedinosti, ima vrlo lepih misli.

Struktura knjige je interesantna, opisuje nekoliko faza Dylan-ovog života koje ne idu istorijskim redosledom,
M. Sarki
Mar 08, 2012 rated it it was amazing  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: 5-star-wonders

The year 1965 brought us to terms with Bob Dylan and his outrageous and defiantly autonomous behavior with the Columbia Records release of Highway 61 Revisited. Dylan was by this time extremely tired of the press, their questions, the long tours, and was hiding out in Woodstock, New York. Now everything was going to change even more. It wasn't enough to just have Johnny Cash.

Bob Dylan's Chronicles Volume One, published in 2004, was ignored initially by me
Igor Guzun
Mar 17, 2017 rated it it was amazing  ·  review of another edition
Dacă scriitorul japonez Haruki Murakami ar fi rămas, ca în tinereţe, proprietar al unui bar din Tokio în care se cânta jazz, ar fi avut mai multe şanse să câştige în acest an Premiul Nobel pentru Literatură.

În 2016 Comitetul Nobel i-a atribuit Premiul Nobel pentru Literatură muzicianului Bob Dylan.

Cărţile se citesc greu.

Următorul laureat al Premiului Nobel pentru Literatură va fi Eminem. De ce? Pentru că este luceafărul poeziei americane.

Atâtea poveşti se perindă în faţa ochilor noştri că nu ne
Ben Winch
Nov 30, 2013 rated it really liked it  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: music
In some ways a beautiful book. Glowing, inspirational. Unique too, in that it makes us privy to the deep love of a legend for his influences. On the most glowing pages, we see Brecht, Robert Johnson, Mike Seeger, Woodie Guthrie (of course) through Dylan’s eyes, and it’s revelatory. Here he is on the eight extant seconds of Johnson on film:
He’s playing with huge, spiderlike hands and they magically move over the strings of his guitar. There’s a harp rack with a harmonica around his neck. He looks
Sep 21, 2016 added it  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: 2016
I have to be careful with music. I'm vulnerable as a listener in a way that I'm not vulnerable to other kinds of art. Rousseau tells us that music is capable of communicating truth directly, or perhaps it would be better to put it that music permits one to experience truth itself. Words, he says, merely present one with the representation of phenomenal reality, the likeness of truth. I often think about this lesson when I've been incautious as a listener.

My relationship with music is the exact o
David Hallman
Mar 01, 2012 rated it it was ok  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: Hardcore Dylan Fans
Chronicles Vol. 1 has a few moments of insight concerning Dylan's musical influences and non-linear remembrances from his past, small vignettes that are often unrevealing in regards to the overall scope of the enigmatic artist's life. This is not an autobiography, and those wishing for a tell-all of the life of one of the most celebrated singer/songwriters in history won't find much to work with here.

Dylan does ramble at length about the difficulties of fame, his stalkers, and his unwillingness
This was a birthday present from my eldest son. I listened to Chronicles, Volume One, which is read by Sean Penn, who does a great job narrating. Such a class actor, he doesn't try to imitate Dylan's voice, but gets the vibe across of what Bob Dylan is, well, chronicling. Dylan, the old chameleon, doesn't give much away about himself, but all the same, being one of the greatest writers of the Twentieth Century, albeit a songwriter and poet, he describes the people and times of Greenwich Village. ...more
"There was a missing person inside of myself and I needed to find him."

God, this is incredible. Completely wonderful. A fucking masterpiece autobiography. Wondrous observation. Surprising self effacement. The wisdom of years. A delicious and well-honed sense of irony. Every sentence a joy. More references in one graph than in whole books. A complete world brought to life. Ruminations and the joy of learning and discovery: Dylan's own and his conveyance of it to us. Dylan's highlights aren't the
Dec 03, 2013 rated it really liked it  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: autobiography
With the breathing room that time brings I can see why Dylan came off as the arrogant smarty pants he did as caught in Eat The Document and other interviews of the time. When watching these interviews the ignorance of the questions and questioners is staggering, almost magnificent. They seem to be saying "fuck with us!" and he almost reluctantly complies. To his credit he chose this path rather than wearing the ego trip mantle "Spokesman For A Generation" that they were trying to fit him for.

Feb 17, 2008 rated it really liked it  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: music, memoir-bio
the song & dance man is clearly the finest songwriter in the history of american music, thus, not surprisingly, the first volume of his autobiography is written quite well. though many of his fans, upon learning that dylan was penning his memoirs, were hoping for a linear account of his days from alienated minnesota youth to worldwide phenomenon, this book is anything but (as if bobby d would ever do what others were expecting of him). all told, however, this is an intimate and forthright gl ...more
Dec 20, 2016 rated it liked it  ·  review of another edition
Interesantă lectură. Au fost momente în care m-a impresionat tot ce a făcut acest om de-a lungul timpului. Desigur că e de apreciat, dar atât de tare m-a plictisit pe alocuri sau chiar mai des listele întregi de personalități sonore ale acelei vremi. Și face asta foarte des pe parcursul cărți. Și de orașe, și de localuri, și de ce vrei. Nu prea am văzut rostul acestor șiruri lungi și de-a dreptul "frământător de limbă".

Mi-a plăcut că am regăsit pe parcursul lecturi autori lui preferați. Încă nu
Oct 21, 2015 rated it really liked it  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: serious, borrowed
There are books that are entertaining and there are books that get the neurons firing. In the process of making my scribbled notes into some sort of review, I am surprised by the range of ideas, scenes, and topics that Dylan covered. He immerses you in his flaneur-like appreciation of scenes and relationships. He studies his audience and the way people perceive him and other artists or entertainers. He lives an honest life and the adages that come from his family and himself are worthy of study. ...more
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