Dylan song 'changed the world'

yahoo news/Reuters ^ | Aug. 5, 2005

[T'wit]

My assessment -- which is anything but scientific! -- is based on echoes of Star Trek language and thinking that I hear in people of an age. I wasn't one of those paying much attention when it first aired, but it's still rattling around out there in the cultural soup. Even if the show was no great success, it may have disproportionately affected young, impressionable viewers.

Who knows. He's dead, Jim.

[Borges]

I was just saying that its mass popularity didn't come until after the 60s. And it wasn't all that original to begin with. Wagon Train crossed with The Twilight Zone.

[T'wit]

Another British drinking and wenching song, "To Anacreon in Heaven," has had a certain influence too :-)

[T'wit]

I was just saying that its mass popularity didn't come until after the 60s.

No argument.

Meanwhile, thanks a LOT for the image of Scotty beaming up Rod Serling, Ward Bond and a Conestoga wagon.

[CATravelAgent]

A little off topic but... I've been watching the DVD's of "Have Gun Will Travel" - totally innaccurate representation of the Old West, but Richard Boone as Paladin is stone cold! Sort of like a 19th century James Bond. BTW way, several of the episodes were written by Gene Rodenberry (sp?).

I like Street Fighting Man by the Stones - kind of moved us out of the hippy dippy BS.

[xzins]

Dylan fan here. If the words of "Like a Rolling Stone" were placed against all the other contestants, then it wouldn't be close. Dylan is one of the greatest lyricists/poets of the English language, any era.

LIKE A ROLLING STONE
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn’t you?
People’d call, say, beware doll, you’re bound to fall
You thought they were all kiddin’ you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin’ out
Now you don’t talk so loud
Now you don’t seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You’ve gone to the finest school all right, miss lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you’re gonna have to get used to it
You said you’d never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He’s not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain’t no good
You shouldn’t let other people get your kicks for you
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.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They’re drinkin’, thinkin’ that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you’d better lift your diamond ring, you’d better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can’t refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You’re invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

[Taft in '52]

The worst song of all time is Does the Spearmint Lose It's Flavor On the Bedpost Overnight?, performed by The Happiness Boys in 1924. Runner-ups include (I Scream, You Scream, We All Scream For) Ice Cream by Waring's Pennsylvanians (1928), and Singing In the Bathtub by King Benny Nawahi (1929), an answer to Singin' in the Rain, a hit from the same year.

[Taft in '52]

Another British drinking and wenching song, "To Anacreon in Heaven," has had a certain influence too :-)

To Anacreon in heaven, where he sat in full glee,
A few sons of harmony sent a petition
That he their inspirer and patron would be,
When the answer came back from the jolly old Grecian:
"Voice, fiddle, and flute no longer be mute.
I'll lend you my name, and inspire you, to boot.
And besides, I'll instruct you, like me, to entwine
The myrtle of Venus and Bacchus's vine.

[F14 Pilot]

BUMP FOR BOB DYLAN!

[small voice in the wilderness]

Thank you for posting the lyrics. The very people who wore this anthem like some sort of anti-establishment armor are now the very ones who are depicted as those the lyrics decry. IMHO. They have become the invisible ones, who have no secrets to conceal. With no direction home. Ironic, somehow. When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose: The perfect explanation for liberal's insanity today.

[Black Tooth]

Thank you for posting the lyrics. The very people who wore this anthem like some sort of anti-establishment armor are now the very ones who are depicted as those the lyrics decry.

Everyone has their thoughts about the lyrics. Some think Dylan based the lyrics on a story he had written about a debutante who becomes a loner and falls out of high society.

Some think it was about the Rolling Stones, meant for Brian Jones.

I have no idea. I just like the song.

[Taft in '52]

Saved

by Jerry Leiber & Mike Stoller

I used to smoke. I used to drink.
I used to smoke, drink, and dance the hoochy-coo.
I used to smoke and drink, smoke and drink and dance the hoochy-coo, oh, yeah!
And now I'm standing on thius corner praying for me and you

That's why I'm saved! I'm saved!
People, let me tell you 'bout kingdom come.
You know, I'm saved! I'm saved!
Well, I can preach until you're deaf and dumb.
I'm in that soul saving army beating on that big bass drum.

I used to cuss, I used to fuss.
I used to fuss, cuss, boogie all night long.
I used to cuss and fuss, cuss and fuss and boogie all night long, oh, yeah.
Well, now I'm standing on this corner, I know right from wrong.

That's why I'm saved! I'm saved!
People let me tell you 'bout kingdom come.
You know I'm saved! I'm saved!
Well,I can preach until you're deaf and dumb.
I'm in that soul saving army beating on that big bass drum.

I used to lie, I used to cheat,
I used to lie, cheat, step on people's feet.
I used to lie and cheat, lie and cheat and step on people's feet.
Well now I'm steppin' on to glory, salvation in my beat.

Because I'm saved! I'm saved!
People, let me tell you 'bout the kingdom come.
I am saved! I'm saved!
Well I can preach until you're deaf and dumb.
I'm in that soul saving army beating on that big bass drum.

I'm saved, I'm saved, I'm saved!

Performed by Lavern Baker, Atlantic Records, 1961

[Dr. Eckleburg]

Thanks, x. Poetry set to music.

Check out this site.

Dylan Lyrics

I BELIEVE IN YOU

"They ask me how I feel
And if my love is real
And how I know I'll make it through.
And they, they look at me and frown,
They'd like to drive me from this town,
They don't want me around
'Cause I believe in you.

They show me to the door,
They say don't come back no more
'Cause I don't be like they'd like me to,
And I walk out on my own
A thousand miles from home
But I don't feel alone
'Cause I believe in you.

I believe in you even through the tears and the laughter,
I believe in you even though we be apart.
I believe in you even on the morning after.
Oh, when the dawn is nearing
Oh, when the night is disappearing
Oh, this feeling is still here in my heart.

Don't let me drift too far,
Keep me where you are
Where I will always be renewed.
And that which you've given me today
Is worth more than I could pay
And no matter what they say
I believe in you.

I believe in you when winter turn to summer,
I believe in you when white turn to black,
I believe in you even though I be outnumbered.
Oh, though the earth may shake me
Oh, though my friends forsake me
Oh, even that couldn't make me go back.

Don't let me change my heart,
Keep me set apart
From all the plans they do pursue.
And I, I don't mind the pain
Don't mind the driving rain
I know I will sustain
'Cause I believe in you."

EVERY GRAIN OF SAND

  "...In the fury of the moment
I can see the Master's hand
In every leaf that trembles,
in every grain of sand.

Oh, the flowers of indulgence and the weeds of yesteryear,
Like criminals, they have choked the breath of conscience and good cheer.

The sun beat down upon the steps of time to light the way
To ease the pain of idleness and the memory of decay.

I gaze into the doorway of temptation's angry flame
And every time I pass that way I always hear my name.

Then onward in my journey I come to understand
That every hair is numbered like every grain of sand..."

[T'wit]

Wa'al, those are worthy entries. But the list of really rotten songs is long. Did you ever hear "Hortense, Queen of the Swamp Lilies"?

I have to haul, but we can return to this delicious subject at another moment, perhaps.

And pooh on Eisenhower in '52 while we're at it :-)

[Hot Tabasco]

Never too late.

His song "Cross the Green Mountain" from Gods and Generals was a masterpiece in my own humble opinion.

[investigateworld]

Then someone says 'your in the wrong place my friend....'

[Boomer Geezer]

Yes, I do, and much other classical music. Or, wth, Peggy Sue.

Well, wht, this doesn't have ANYTHING to do with this thread except for the name you mentioned above ... so you might be interested in hearing the lastest news about Peggy Sue.

:)

[Boomer Geezer]

Ooops, sorry, should have given you a QST on this one.

[Clemenza]

Motown s-cked. Stax-Volt out of Memphis was REAL soul music.

[T'wit]

I named a pony Peggy Sue. The honkbleeping thing tuned out to be meaner than battery acid, though, so there was a sweet name wasted.