Friday, March 26, 2010

Oboe Stepping Out






















Listen. See John dance!

10 comments:

The Solitary Walker said...

Very cool dance.

Only topped by the funny little puppet-like dance Dylan did in front of a small 2000 only audience (I was one of them) at London's Shepherd's Bush Empire on 23 November 2003!

The Solitary Walker said...

(BTW, I did a review of that gig - you can find it on the boblinks.com site under 'Older Tour Guides'.)

am said...

Solitary Walker: !Thank you for that image from your memory of Dylan dancing. I can see it, too. (-:

I treasure an image in my mind of Dylan juggling. It's probably somewhere on YouTube.

am said...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nz542iQchN4

Juggling at 2:38.

I'd forgotten that hallelujah to the bittersweet. Odd how it was my delight in his juggling that stuck in my mind. I'd forgotten he was singing "Blood in my Eyes."

am said...

"When does the embarrassment of
faltering human reality become art? Interesting..."

Solitary Walker -- Thanks for the link to your review (-:

The Solitary Walker said...

Yes, I kind of meant by that that Bob, as well as having a confident and assured side, also has an awkward, self-conscious, faltering, one could even say paranoid side - very noticeable for instance during the time when he wore that 'hoodie', and many, many times when he's on stage. This side was also quite visible in the film 'Renaldo & Clara'. I think we can all identify with this. It makes him human. His strange tics and idiosyncracies are endearing to us. He doesn't behave like your average rock star. And, out of all of it, somehow comes music and art... Of course we can then universalize this.

am said...

Solitary Walker -- Yes. So true.

"... Just like me, the same as you. I'm everybody's brother and son. I ain't different from anyone. No use talking to me. It's the same as talking to you .."

and:

"I feel like a stranger nobody sees."

I've probably said this before,but you are reminding me of it again. I was once several yards away from him because I got out of my seat in the back row so that I could walk down and sit on the steps to the left side of the stage of the Paramount Theater in Seattle. It was not long after John Lennon was shot, during the Slow Training Coming days. Someone from the audience threw a rose onto the stage, and Bob Dylan recoiled in what looked like terror. He appeared to be shaken. Distressed. Stepped back and let his band play without him for a little while and then stepped forward again to sing. In that moment I realized how vulnerable and courageous he is.

Anonymous said...

oboe on point, like a bird dog with a leaf. kjm

am said...

kjm -- I wonder what she was pointing at to the west. She can see movement all the way across the cattail (cat tail!) marsh to the east. Focuses intently on people and dogs who walk on trail on the far side of Scudder Pond. Maybe she saw a bird I couldn't see.

TaraDharma said...

so fun to see him goofing around - and promising to be home by 1...or 2.