Bob Dylan's satnav would take us to Desolation Row (Bob to narrate GPS system, "'s'cuse me?")

Retuers ^

[a fool in paradise]

Dylan's career has taken some strange directions. Perhaps that's why he's been asked to voice two satnav systems

The question of precisely how many roads a man must walk down before you can call him a man has baffled music fans for decades....

Bob Dylan, the man who posed the question in Blowin' in the Wind in 1963, has clearly grown tired of pondering this dilemma, and is now after the answers to more precise travelling questions such as, "How many roads, and in which directions, must a man drive down to get as directly as possible from Stoke Newington Church Street to King's Cross, smoothly navigating the many one-way systems in his path, and what parking facilities might he find when he gets there?"

On Sunday's edition of his internationally syndicated radio show Bob Dylan's Theme Time Radio Hour, Dylan revealed that two car manufacturers are in discussion with him to become the voice of their GPS satnav systems. "I think it would be good," Dylan said, "if you are looking for directions and hear my voice saying something like 'left at the next street, no a right – y'know what? Just go straight.'"

He hit the nail on the proverbial right there: with Dylan as your satnav – if his lyrics on the subject are anything to go by – you'd rarely get a straight answer.

Which way should we turn off from Highway 61, Bob? "Ol' Howard just pointed his gun and said 'that way down on Highway 61.'" So left or right then … damn, we've missed it...

...How far should we go down this dirt road, Bob? "Gonna walk down that dirt road until my eyes begin to bleed."

[Hillarys Gate Cult]

Q:...how many roads a man must walk down before you can call him a man

A: 42

[a fool in paradise]

“Turn rlhhhfgnnlleee anolllodddolla”

Gotcha.

[JennysCool]

Anybody who’s heard Bob’s weekly radio show knows he’s got a good “radio voice.”

[the invisib1e hand]

you neeeeeeeeeed to turrrrrrrrrrrrrn
heeeeere!

[the invisib1e hand]

Anybody who’s heard Bob’s weekly radio show knows he’s got a good “radio voice.”

I'm dying to hear it, but don't have sirius. no, i'm series.

[a fool in paradise]

Bob-9000, what time is it?

“Eve’ry body MUST get stonnnnnned”

4:20?

[Psycho_Bunny]

Gads.....I hate that guys voice. Can’t listen to him at all.

[PureSolace]

“Turn rlhhhfgnnlleee anolllodddolla”

Gotcha.

LOL, that's awesome. :)

[JoeProBono]

[PBRSTREETGANG]

Link took me to a story about “Floss”, Pete Townshend’s rock opera for seniors.

[the invisib1e hand]

Gee, who's next, I wonder.

[a fool in paradise]

Sorry about that I had a couple of windows open. Bad cut and paste.

here’s the townsend article thread...

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/2325032/posts
Pete Townshend plans new musical “Floss”
Reuters ^ | Tue Aug 25, 2009 | Mike Collett-White

[a fool in paradise]

Link took me to a story about “Floss”, Pete Townshend’s rock opera for seniors.

Mod: Can you correct this article?

Source is Guardian UK, not Reuters.

Link is: http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/musicblog/2009/aug/25/bob-dylan-sat-nav

Mark Beaumont Tuesday 25 August 2009 13.58 BST

[PBRSTREETGANG]

Thanks.

[BJClinton]

I don’t have a GPS because, well, I’m a man and I don’t ask for directions. But if it had Dylan on it I could make an exception to the rule.

[a fool in paradise]

Well apparently Dylan doesn't even have the sense to stay away from segregated sketchy neighborhoods.

He got hassled by the WO-man last month. Fuzz!

[TigersEye]

“Stop at the crossing signal or there will be blood on the tracks.”

[a fool in paradise]

You better duck down the alley way
Lookin’ for a new friend
The man in the coon-skin cap
In the pig pen
Wants eleven dollar bills
You only got ten

[Mr. Blonde]

Because there is a slow train comin’?

[TigersEye]

This could be big. Connect the Dylan GPS to an I-pod library of Dylan songs
and it will automatically que up a song that relates to where you are.

"You have just crossed the border into Alberta."

"You are now outside of Delacroix."

"Watch for rolling stones for the next ten miles."

[TigersEye]

Don’t get stuck at that crossing.

[Slings and Arrows]

My satnav already has a celebrity voice: Marcel Marceau.

[a fool in paradise]

ROTFIS

Rolling On The Floor In Silence

[TheOldLady]

Yes, we have that one in all four of our cars, and the truck.

Don’t nag me about having four cars, a truck, and three motorcycles for two old fogies. Talk to Hubby.

[EveningStar]

ping

[Slings and Arrows]

It’s a free country*. Own all the cars you want.

[*Assuming we can continue to thwart Zer0.]

[TheOldLady]

Own all the cars you want.

Schthawnk yew, Mawsssstah! [Eye-gore limps away]

[Slings and Arrows]

Al Gore waddles away...

[LibertyRocks]

Geesh, the only thing worse would be hiring Ozzy to do it! :)

[Clemenza]

As I said at the time, the nabe in question has some great Brazilian restaurants. Bob was just looking for some churrasco in the hard rain that was falling.

[tlb]

They tested Rush Limbaugh as the Satnav voice but at every intersection he would tell the driver to go to the right.

[CowboyJay]

“Turn rlhhhfgnnlleee anolllodddolla”

Nailed it.

[a fool in paradise]

Geesh, the only thing worse would be hiring Ozzy to do it! :)

"idn't it? Sheeshaow yowangooo turnalefupahed ananananananthen fhdjsgdjkf..."

[Titan Magroyne]

>>> “My satnav already has a celebrity voice: Marcel Marceau.”

My own satnav is amazingly similar. It relies on sign language from other drivers.

[Titan Magroyne]

Good grief. No way I could listen to that GPS without asking, “Could I buy a vowel?”

[Slings and Arrows]

I love you, Titan Magroyne, and I want to have your babies

[Hot Tabasco]

at every intersection he would tell the driver to go to the right.

...and all the NASCAR drivers didn't know how.

[Titan Magroyne]

Oh gosh honey, there's a biology lesson I don't have time to teach!

Why darlin, I would be happy to let you do that for me.

[Slings and Arrows]

*snicker*

[Billthedrill]

Don't follow leaders
Watch the parking meters.

[the invisib1e hand]

...no direction home...