Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylanis an American singer-songwriter, artist and writer. He has been influential in popular music and culture for more than five decades. Much of his most celebrated work dates from the 1960s when his songs chronicled social unrest, although Dylan repudiated suggestions from journalists that he was a spokesman for his generation. Nevertheless, early songs such as "Blowin' in the Wind" and "The Times They Are a-Changin'" became anthems for the American civil rights and anti-war movements. After he left...
ProfessionFolk Singer
Date of Birth24 May 1941
CityDuluth, MN
I can picture the color of the song, or the shape of it, or who it is that I'm trying to appeal to, in the song, and what I'm trying to, almost, reinforce my feelings for. And I know that sounds sort of vague and abstract, but I've got a handle on it when I'm doing it.
I'm just glad to be feeling better. I really thought I'd be seeing Elvis soon.
A record ... is a statement, it's its own statement, its own entity, rather than being about something else. If I was a painter ... I don't paint the chair, I would paint feelings about the chair.
DESTINY is a feeling you have that you know something about yourself nobody else does. The picture you have in your own mind of what you're about WILL COME TRUE. It's a kind of a thing you kind of have to keep to your own self, because it's a fragile feeling, and you put it out there, then someone will kill it. It's best to keep that all inside.
Twenty years of schoolin' / And they put you on the day shift.
Blame it on a simple twist of fate.
Both these girls . . . brought out the poet in me.
A hero is someone who understands the responsibility that comes with his freedom.
Well, the future for me is already a thing of the past.
Of all the versions of my recorded songs, the Johnny Rivers one was my favorite. It was obvious we were from the same side of town . . . the same musical family and were cut from the same cloth. I liked his version (of 'Positively 4th Street) better than mine.
I beat Bob Dylan in a talent contest.
Businessmen they drink my wine, Plowmen dig my earth, But none of them along the line, Know what any of it is worth
She opened up a book of poems and handed it to me written by an Italian poet from the 13th century and every one of them words rang true and glowed like burning coal pouring off of every page like it was written in my soul from me to you.
Look out, kid, it's sumpin' ya did, God knows when, but you're doin' it again