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Bob Dylan – The Times They Are A-Changin’

The Times They Are A-Changin'

Bob DylanThe Times They Are A-Changin’ Columbia CS 8905 (1964)


Easily my favorite Dylan record.  I can respect lots of his albums, but I have to be in just the right mood to ever want to listen to Blonde on Blonde, and even Highway 61 Revisited, great though it may be, isn’t something I listen to much all the way through.  But I always come back to this one.  It’s got some of Dylan’s best songs, including some that are unfairly neglected in his catalog (I can overlook the fact that “Boots of Spanish Leather” recycles “Girl from the North Country”).  He plays and sings with a kind of dedication that you might say is lacking on other albums, and his performances are much more effective than on his sometimes sloppy other early albums.  I know some people accuse Dylan of being too serious or militant on this disc, but I have a hard time respecting anything less than that.

Bob Dylan – Shot of Love

Shot of Love

Bob DylanShot of Love Columbia TC 37496 and PC 37496 (1981)


Flawed, yes, but Shot of Love is one of the more compelling Bob Dylan albums for quite a stretch both before and after.  It has a sound resembling a lot of commercial rock of the day, like Pete Townshend‘s Empty Glass.  It is music recorded in high contrast, stripped of subtle shadings and grainy texture.  The major problem, as with Dylan’s next album Infidels, is what was left off the album.  “Property of Jesus,” “Lenny Bruce” and “Dead Man, Dead Man” all should have been dropped in favor of the much superior tracks “Angelina,” “Need a Woman,” “Caribbean Wind,” and, especially, “You Changed My Life” all left in the vault (but later released on Biograph and The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3: (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991) — a demo version of “Every Grain of Sand” with Jennifer Warnes adding vocals rivals the official version and might justify a swap too.  Also, the single B-side “The Groom’s Still Waiting at the Altar” tacked on to later versions of Shot of Love bolsters the album.  With those changes, this one would be secular enough, more emotionally bare and open, and would maintain an immediacy throughout.  Dylan is engaged on just about everything here, and his vocals reflect considerably more effort than fans would find in most of his albums for at least a decade or so to come.  This one may not be essential, but if the final tracklist had been done properly it very well could have come close.

Bob Dylan – Saved

Saved

Bob Dylan Saved Columbia PC 36553 (1980)


Dylan’s albums from his “christian” period have aged surprisingly well, considering how frequently they are overlooked entirely or dismissed as unworthy.  Saved is definitely the most dogmatic and preachy of the batch, and probably the least regarded.  For sure, the religious content is rather drab.  It doesn’t offer much.  But taken in the context of where gospel music was around 1980, this is actually a very fine example of it.  The highlights are “Satisfied Mind” and the title track.  Dylan evokes some of the choir style (reference the “crown prince of gospel” Reverend James Cleveland, The Edwin Hawkins Singers, etc.), which was still one of the most popular styles in gospel, while at the same time giving this a more contemporary rock sound.  [But who would have thought that Dylan would use the riff from The Allman Brothers Band‘s “Midnight Rider” for “Solid Rock,” on a gospel album?]  It works fairly well.

Keith Richards quipped that Dylan only cynically got into his “christian” phase to sell records.  But compared to what Dylan was doing just prior to and just after this period, it’s hard to deny that he was quite enthusiastic about this music.  Not even in his later career critical resurgence did his music have the kind of energy it had at this time.

This one certainly is NOT the most compelling offering Dylan has put forth.  But it’s a respectable album, and far superior to some of the dross the man would dump on the world a few years down the road.

Bob Dylan – Slow Train Coming

Slow Train Coming

Bob DylanSlow Train Coming Columbia FC 36120 (1979)


I’ve developed a theory that Dyan’s “christian” phase that began with Slow Train Coming was less about him converting to a particularly dogmatic strain of pentecostal christianity, but about him implicitly moving into the same camp as French academic icon Michel Foucault (maybe the “new philosophers” like André Glucksmann could be thrown into the conversation here too).  The reasons some people are skeptical of this part of Dylan’s career are the same reasons some people are skeptical of Foucault’s neoliberal-compatible “identity politics” theories, which are complete bullshit and evidenced a questionable kind of pandering and opportunism.  But, anyway, this album was recorded in Muscle Shoals, and it has a smooth disco R&B/soul sound, like a mellower, less emotional counterpart to Bowie‘s Young Americans or even a more intellectual counterpart to the lily-white blues rock of Eric Clapton.  It’s a little too easy listening for its own good, but it still manages to be decent with a few good new songs.  The album benefits tremendously by having Dylan actually trying throughout, and having active involvement of producers other than Dylan.

Bob Dylan – Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

Pat Garrett & Billy the Kid

Bob DylanPat Garrett & Billy the Kid Columbia KC 32460 (1973)


One of the least interesting of Dylan’s pre-Desire albums.  The opener “Main Title Theme (Billy)” is fairly good, and there is the classic “Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door” (though Television‘s live version on The Blow-Up is probably superior).  The rest of this mostly instrumental music, well, offers very little.  Dylan is surprisingly winsome and even new-age in his sound.  It really doesn’t work.  Sometimes soundtrack music is worthwhile only in the context of the movie.  Sadly, this didn’t even work there.

Odetta – Odetta Sings Dylan

Odetta Sings Dylan

OdettaOdetta Sings Dylan RCA Victor LSP-3324 (1965)


When Odetta covers these Dylan songs, she seems to make extra effort to change the songs around and, especially, sing everything to completely new rhythms and phrasings.  It gets very, very tedious.  She’s also very theatrical in her vocals.  What it reminds me of is singing songs in school or church when I was a small child.  In school there would always be some teacher who considered herself a good singer, and would sing loudly, and sometimes a box of instruments, like an “african fish” (it was kind of like a wooden washboard with a stick dragged across ribs on the side to make a rhythmic, percussive sound) would be brought out for accompaniment.  Similar things happened in church, though there was usually a skilled organist for accompaniment.  In either case the showy, self-important manner of singing louder and more prominently than everybody else was the key.  That’s what this recalls to me.  That, and amateur theater productions my mom was in when I was young, when she would take me and my brother to rehearsals.  I think I’m reminded of those times from childhood because this music feels like what you give to children because it’s safe, or whatever, and the kids just don’t relate and get bored immediately.  It’s like a gravely mistaken kind of pandering that turns out to be more about imposing the performer on the listener than trying to flatter the listener.

Bob Dylan – Bringing It All Back Home

Brining It All Back Home

Bob DylanBringing It All Back Home Columbia CS 9128 (1965)


The first side, where Bob Dylan makes his first real attempt at rock music, feels like a mere warm-up for Highway 61 Revisited.  That side is good — very good even — but not great.  Side two, with a more familiar folk sound, is better, truly achieving greatness with “Mr. Tambourine Man” and “It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding).”

Bob Dylan – Under the Red Sky

Under the Red Sky

Bob DylanUnder the Red Sky CBS 467188 2 (1990)


There are a few essential Bob Dylan albums, quite a lot of decent but still mediocre ones, and a few that offer little or nothing to even the most hardcore Dylanite.  Sadly, Under the Red Sky is one the man’s most forgettable offerings.  In his defense, Bob invests in a musical palette that is broader than anything since Empire Burlesque, yet the songwriting here never quite delivers.  Add to that the always questionable tactic of an “all-star” lineup of guest appearances and the fact that producer Don Was‘ efforts to polish this up were vetoed by Dylan makes this sound as sterile as possible, and the merits this has evaporate pretty quickly.

Bob Dylan – The Bootleg Series Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait

The Bootleg Series Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait (1969–1971)

Bob DylanThe Bootleg Series Vol. 10: Another Self Portrait (1969-1971) Columbia 88883 73488 2 (2013)


Drawing primarily from the years that produced Self Portrait, Dylan, and New Morning, but also touching briefly on The Basement Tapes, Nashville Skyline, and the new material from Bob Dylan’s Greatest Hits Vol. II, this tenth edition of the “Bootleg Series” focuses on a crucial turning point in Bob Dylan’s career, when for the first time he was drawing criticism and seemed to be making missteps.  But set that all aside. The first disc of this collection is mostly rather excellent, and stands all on its own.  From this evidence, Dylan had not run out of ideas.  He had plenty.  He was also capable of touching, heartfelt performances.  But somebody, Dylan, his managers, the label…one of them, or bunches of them, seem to have conspired to present Dylan in the worst possible light back at the time of the original releases. This collection give everyone a second bite of the apple, so-to-speak.  It finds Dylan doing something akin to the folk that he made in the early/mid 1960s.  But by the dawn of the 1970s, commercial interests were looking west toward the burgeoning singer-songwriter movement that utilized more ornate studio embellishments than the kind of spare, acoustic folk Dylan was still frequently recording.  This gives the impression that it was (stupidly, in hindsight) decided that Dylan needed to do something else.  So he did.  Dylan’s albums from the era ended up flawed, even dreadful at times.  The songs on the first disc here are demo versions, unreleased outtakes, alternate versions, and a few versions that appear to be the released versions stripped of some or all original overdubs (akin, somewhat, to Willie Nelson‘s Naked Willie).  The latter discs add more of the same, plus some live recordings.  The deluxe edition includes a full disc of “The Complete, Historic ‘Isle of Wight’ Concert, 1969.”  In truth the extra material is of marginal interest.  The best material is on disc one; a single disc edition would actually be the one to get, if it existed.  But all those details aside, this collection is great because it shows how even (or maybe especially) a huge star like Dylan faced pressure to do something “different” even when it was clear that doing more of the same is what would have worked best.  The evidence is right here, and with hindsight thankfully the best of his efforts of the era are now available for all to hear.

Bob Dylan – Real Live

Real Live

Bob DylanReal Live Columbia CK 39944 (1984)


Most listeners look back on Bob Dylan’s 1980s output with regret, pondering what might have been.  Now most people look right past Saved and Shot of Love (possibly a mistake; they are okay).  They then look on Infidels with bemused sadness, wishing that “Blind Willie McTell” and other great songs hadn’t been excluded from it.  Dylan had frequented some punk concerts around that time due to his son’s interest, and in support of Infidels he appeared on the TV show “Late Night with David Letterman” in early 1984 with The Plugz as his backing band.  He captured a lot of punk energy on great renditions of “Jokerman” and “License to Kill.”  But that proved to be the only appearance of Dylan with that particular backing band.  Touring Europe later that year he instead enlisted Mick Taylor (who played on Infidels) and Ian McLagan.  He did not bring along the bass/drums rhythm section of Sly & Robbie from the Infidels sessions.  Real Live was culled from three July dates in England and Ireland.  Carlos Santana makes a guest appearance on “Tombstone Blues” from one of the English dates.  This touring band plays professionally, but largely without much personality.  The results are at best a kind of traipse through pub rock versions of mostly old Dylan standards (had Dylan been inspired by his pal Johnny Cash‘s Rockabilly Blues with its similar pub-rock influence?).  The general effect is one of aging rockers trying and failing to sound relevant to newer tastes.  It does sound a hell of a lot more modern than maybe anything in Dylan’s catalog, though.  It may not be the disaster that some make it out to be, but it’s still a pretty middling effort.  Most listeners can skip past it.  Now, if those Letterman recordings were released, those would be worth seeking out.