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Saturday, January 16, 2016
Bob Dylan quotes: he who's busy being born
There's no black and white, left and right to me any more; there's only up and down and down is very close to the ground. And I'm trying to go up without thinking about anything trivial such as politics. They has got nothing to do with it. I'm thinking about the general people and when they get hurt.
Address to the Emergency Civil Liberties Committee (13 December 1963)
a poem is a naked person . . . some people say that I am a poet
Liner notes, Bringing It All Back Home (1965)
Reporter: How many people who labor in the same musical vineyard in which you toil - how many are protest singers? That is, people who use their music, and use the songs to protest the, uh, social state in which we live today: the matter of war, the matter of crime, or whatever it might be.
Bob Dylan: Um...how many?
Reporter: Yes. How many?
Bob Dylan: Uh, I think there's about, uh...136.
Reporter: You say about 136, or you mean exactly 136?
Bob Dylan: Uh, it's either 136 or 142.
Press conference in Los Angeles, California (17 December 1965), as seen and heard in No Direction Home.
Keep a good head and always carry a light bulb.
Heard in the D. A. Pennebaker documentary Dont Look Back (1967)
God, I'm glad I'm not me.
Said when reading a newspaper article about himself in Dont Look Back (1967)
Chaos is a friend of mine.
Newsweek (9 December 1985)
I think of a hero as someone who understands the degree of responsibility that comes with his freedom.
Interview published with the Biograph album set (1985)
Interview published with the Biograph album set (1985)
The first two lines, which rhymed 'kiddin' you' and 'didn't you,' just about knocked me out, and later on, when I got to the jugglers and the chrome horse and the princess on the steeple, it all just about got to be too much.
Discussing the song "Like a Rolling Stone" in Rolling Stone magazine (1988)
People today are still living off the table scraps of the sixties. They are still being passed around — the music and the ideas.
The Guardian (13 February 1992)
In reference to Brian Wilson, Newsweek (1997)
Because Dickens and Dostoevsky and Woody Guthrie were telling their stories much better than I ever could, I decided to stick to my own mind.
Liner notes, The Bootleg Series Vol. 6: Bob Dylan Live 1964 (2004)
We may not be able to defeat these swine, but we don't have to join them.
As quoted in Kingdom of Fear (2003) by Hunter S. Thompson
Sometimes you say things in songs even if there's a small chance of them being true. And sometimes you say things that have nothing to do with the truth of what you want to say and sometimes you say things that everyone knows to be true. Then again, at the same time, you're thinking that the only truth on earth is that there is no truth on it. Whatever you are saying, you're saying in a ricky-tick way. There's never time to reflect. You stitched and pressed and packed and drove, is what you did.
Chronicles: Vol. One (2004)
The road out would be treacherous, and I didn’t know where it would lead but I followed it anyway. It was a strange world ahead that would unfold, a thunderhead of a world with jagged lightning edges. Many got it wrong and never did get it right. I went straight into it. It was wide open. One thing for sure, not only was it not run by God, but it wasn’t run by the devil either.
Chronicles: Vol. One (2004)
I put one on the turntable and when the needle dropped, I was stunned — didn't know whether I was stoned or straight.
Referring to the first Woody Guthrie record he ever heard, on Chronicles (2004)
Referring to the first Woody Guthrie record he ever heard, on Chronicles (2004)
Morality has nothing in common with politics.
Chronicles: Vol. One (2004)
I had ambitions to set out and find, like an odyssey or going home somewhere… set out to find… this home that I’d left a while back and couldn’t remember exactly where it was, but I was on my way there. And encountering what I encountered on the way was how I envisioned it all. I didn’t really have any ambition at all. I was born very far from where I’m supposed to be, and so, I’m on my way home, you know?
No Direction Home (2005)
He's a pinboy. He also wears suspenders. He's a real person. You know him, but not by that name... I saw him come into the room one night and he looked like a camel. He proceeded to put his eyes in his pocket. I asked this guy who he was and he said, "That's Mr. Jones." Then I asked this cat, "Doesn't he do anything but put his eyes in his pocket?" And he told me, "He puts his nose on the ground." It's all there, it's a true story.
When asked about the meaning of the song "Ballad of a Thin Man" during a 1965 interview.
When asked about the meaning of the song "Ballad of a Thin Man" during a 1965 interview.
I don't call myself a poet, because I don't like the word.
Said at a press conference, as seen in the Martin Scorsese documentary No Direction Home
I don't believe you! You're a liar! … Play it fucking loud!
Dylan's response to the shout of "Judas" by a heckler, followed by his instructions to his band over the count-in to "Like A Rolling Stone." Heard on The Bootleg Series Vol. 4: Bob Dylan Live 1966
I read On the Road in maybe 1959. It changed my life like it changed everyone else's.
On the influence of Jack Kerouac on him, as quoted Grasping for the Wind : The Search for Meaning in the 20th Century (2001) by John W. Whitehead
Someone handed me Mexico City Blues in St. Paul [Minnesota] in 1959 and it blew my mind. It was the first poetry that spoke my own language.
On the influence of Jack Kerouac, as quoted in Jack Kerouac (2007) by Alison Behnke, p. 100
It’s not a character like in a book or a movie. He’s not a bus driver. He doesn’t drive a forklift. He’s not a serial killer. It’s me who’s singing that, plain and simple. We shouldn’t confuse singers and performers with actors. Actors will say, “My character this, and my character that.” Like beating a dead horse. Who cares about the character? Just get up and act. You don’t have to explain it to me.
. Bob Dylan, interview with Bill Flanagan. telegraph.co.uk (13 Apr 2009)
It's peculiar and unnerving in a way to see so many young people walking around with cellphones and iPods in their ears and so wrapped up in media and video games. It robs them of their self-identity. It's a shame to see them so tuned out to real life. Of course they are free to do that, as if that's got anything to do with freedom. The cost of liberty is high, and young people should understand that before they start spending their life with all those gadgets.
Rolling Stone #1078 (14 May 2009), p. 45
Friday, January 15, 2016
"Positively 4th Street", by Bob Dylan
You got a lotta nerve
To say you are my friend
When I was down
You just stood there grinning
You got a lotta nerve
To say you got a helping hand to lend
You just want to be on
The side that’s winning
You say I let you down
You know it’s not like that
If you’re so hurt
Why then don’t you show it
You say you lost your faith
But that’s not where it’s at
You had no faith to lose
And you know it
I know the reason
That you talk behind my back
I used to be among the crowd
You’re in with
Do you take me for such a fool
To think I’d make contact
With the one who tries to hide
What he don’t know to begin with
You see me on the street
You always act surprised
You say, “How are you?” “Good luck”
But you don’t mean it
When you know as well as me
You’d rather see me paralyzed
Why don’t you just come out once
And scream it
No, I do not feel that good
When I see the heartbreaks you embrace
If I was a master thief
Perhaps I’d rob them
And now I know you’re dissatisfied
With your position and your place
Don’t you understand
It’s not my problem
I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
And just for that one moment
I could be you
Yes, I wish that for just one time
You could stand inside my shoes
You’d know what a drag it is
To see you
Blogger's revenge. Yes, I did write some stuff about this, how therapeutic this song is for so many people, then deleted it. About how he gets away with saying things we maybe all should say, but instead we try to be Nice and keep it inside and let it rot us until we go completely insane. I too had to finally tell someone I had had ENOUGH, but she did not at all at all understand it, so I became the heavy for breaking up a wonderful friendship. So who was I to rescue someone trapped in a mine cave-in of their own making?
As a nice post-script, but without the tune because it's virtually identical to the above. And without Blingees. Or with only one. Or two?
He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks
Preoccupied with his vengeance
Cursing the dead that can’t answer him back
I’m sure that he has no intentions
Of looking your way, unless it’s to say
That he needs you to test his inventions
Can you please crawl out your window?
Use your arms and legs it won’t ruin you
How can you say he will haunt you?
You can go back to him any time you want to
He looks so truthful, is this how he feels
Trying to peel the moon and expose it
With his businesslike anger and his bloodhounds that kneel
If he needs a third eye he just grows it
He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk
Or pick it up after he throws it
Can you please crawl out your window?
Use your arms and legs it won’t ruin you
How can you say he will haunt you?
You can go back to him any time you want to
Why does he look so righteous while your face is so changed
Are you frightened of the box you keep him in
While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange
Their religion of the little tin women
That backs up their views but your face is so bruised
Come on out the dark is beginning
Can you please crawl out your window?
Use your arms and legs it won’t ruin you
How can you say he will haunt you?
You can go back to him any time you want to
Why Ringo is the best ex-Beatle
Or should we say, "better" ex-Beatle? Since there are only two left (my math isn't THAT bad).
Why doesn't anyone ever mention how great Ringo looks? In his youth, he was the most awkward-looking of the group. Girls loved him because they wanted to mother him. He was a solid journeyman drummer, but nothing special, so what did he add to the group? Vulnerability, naivete, and an appealing homeliness.
Now he has aged into his features and clearly kicks ass, outstripping Paul (who has had a little work done, obviously). Not only that: say the name Paul and no one knows which Paul you mean, but Ringo. . .
Biblioclasm: or, what happened to all my books?
THESE ILLUSTRATIONS OF UNUSUAL WORDS ARE AMAZING
BY AILSA ROSS
JANUARY 10, 2016
YOUR ENGLISH TEACHER PROBABLY TOLD you to steer clear of flowery language, but how great would it be if words like ‘ultracrepidarian’ (a person who gives opinions and advice on matters outside of one’s knowledge) came back into common parlance? These visual interpretations of unusual words, by Project Twins, are amazing. Here’s your A-Z rundown.
1
Acersecomic
Acersecomic: A person whose hair has never been cut.
2
Biblioclasm
Biblioclasm: The practice of destroying, often ceremoniously, books or other written material and media.
3
Cacodemonomania
Cacodemonomania: The pathological belief that one is inhabited by an evil spirit.
4
Dactylion
Dactylion: An anatomical landmark located at the tip of the middle finger.
5
Enantiodromia
Enantiodromia: The conversion of something into its opposite.
6
Fanfaronade
Fanfaronade: Swaggering; empty boasting; blustering manner or behavior; ostentatious display.
7
Gorgonize
Gorgonize: To have a paralysing or mesmerising effect on: Stupefy or Petrify.
8
Hamartia
Hamartia: The character flaw or error of a tragic hero that leads to his downfall.
9
Infandous
Infandous: Unspeakable or too odious to be expressed or mentioned.
10
Jettatura
Jettatura: The casting of an evil eye.
11
Ktenology
Ktenology: The science of putting people to death.
12
Leptosome
Leptosome: A person with a slender, thin, or frail body.
13
Montivagant
Montivagant: Wandering over hills and mountains.
14
Noegenesis
Noegenesis: Production of knowledge.
15
Ostentiferous
Ostentiferous: Bringing omens or unnatural or supernatural manifestations.
16
Pogonotrophy
Pogonotrophy: The act of cultivating, or growing and grooming, a mustache, beard, sideburns or other facial hair.
17
Quockerwodger
Quockerwodger: A rare nineteenth-century word for a wooden toy which briefly became a political insult.
18
Recumbentibus
Recumbentibus: A knockout punch, either verbal or physical.
19
Scripturient
Scripturient: Possessing a violent desire to write.
20
Tarantism
Tarantism: A disorder characterised by an uncontrollable urge to dance.
21
Ultracrepidarian
Ultracrepidarian: A person who gives opinions and advice on matters outside of one’s knowledge.
22
Vernalagnia
Vernalagnia: A romantic mood brought on by Spring.
23
Welter
Welter: A confused mass; a jumble; turmoil or confusion.
24
Xenization
Xenization: The act of traveling as a stranger.
25
Yonderly
Yonderly: Mentally or emotionally distant; absent-minded.
26
Zugzwang
Zugzwang: A position in which any decision or move will result in problem
P. S. These are not "mine", but quoted from somewhere else. Some Facebook-y thing, which quoted somebody who was quoting somebody else (links provided). I could post a link to the original, but nobody would follow it because my links are shit. So I hereby disown these. They have GOT to be more interesting than that godawful post rating the danger of dollar store products, but their sheer ubiquity (and I only posted them from A - M!) made them irresistible. These, though - I know what "welter" is, they threw that one in to keep us from slapping ourselves on the forehead with frustration and despair, but the rest - I sort of know some of them, and the rest of them - come ON, people, we know these aren't real words!
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