How I got into a discussion backstage with Bob Dylan over the lyrics of one of his songs.
Here's the kicker...it really happened!
When he and Tom Petty were touring together back in 1986, (the True Confessions Tour), I got to go backstage at one of the venues. Lots of people were there talking and agassing as some of the band was there (buit not Tom or Bob).
Someone made the comments about songs off of his Blonde on Blonde album.
I said that the song, "I Want You", was just his way of making clever rhymes that had no actual bearing on what the song was really all about, whatever it was REALLY about, which was more than a fear of letting a true love escape.
Bob had come right behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to face him and he asked if I really listened to his songs.
I confessed that many of the lyrics left me puzzled, although I could at least acknowledge the craftmanship with the rhymes. I then said a line from the song 'The drunken politician leaps/Upon the street where mothers weep/An' the saviors who are fast asleep/They wait for you.'
What does it all mean?
He smiled at me and said, "You'll understand someday" and walked away
2006-10-07 16:50:03
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answered by Anonymous
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If I told you someone else would win by stealing my story. Mine's worth telling only I'd win the contest or for that matter earing the 10 points. Then I'd sell it to a publisher just because it's that good of a story for the rest of the world to enjoy. A friend of a friend of mine told me something worth telling with enough BS is worth the ten points. But I know it's not worth telling it to complete strangers online just because someone wants to read it. The only thing I know is that your BS isn't worth the crap to be posted online.
2006-10-07 16:52:32
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answered by mrgoodbar 3
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A tale of the North Ontario woods. Involving an ancient Cree ghost.
2006-10-07 16:45:05
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answered by bryzxsyw 2
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i'd tell the one about my hunter friend who had no truck, so rode his kids bike to go hunt some deer. he got a 15 pointer, and had to carry it on his shoulders as he pedaled home. about halfway home, the deer woke up, and started freaking out, and my friend rides off a cliff, and ends up in the emergency room with one of the antlers, still attached to the deer, lodged in his skull. the deer wakes up again, and runs through the hallway with my friend still firmly attached. he's swinging around bashing into the walls and doors, until they reach an operating room where.................................... don't want to give away the ending, but it's a hoot
2006-10-07 16:42:27
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answered by pinhed_1976 6
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I would tell you a story about Jack Binory and when that story was done I'd tell you another about Jack and his brother.
2006-10-08 13:45:38
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answered by Janet lw 6
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how great i am
2006-10-07 16:39:03
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answered by MyzTeKe™ 4
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