"... 'Copper Kettle' stood out on the original Self Portrait. Dylan's commitment to this instant folk song -- it was written in 1953 -- was too strong. But now, with the same vocal, on the undubbed master, you are in a different world. Here, Bob Dylan really does disappear. 1970 disappears. The sixties never happened. A moonshiner is telling you why he does what he does: so he can lie back and think about nothing, forever. The voice is so clear, so convincing, so plainly the voice of someone who has weighed life's choices and made his, that it shames your own compromises. With the guitars so slight they could be hands waving in the air and Al Kooper's piping organ, which would be erased on Self Portrait, coming up slowly as the voice of the singer's nighttime dreams, it's as if the words too have disappeared, as if the song doesn't need them, as if the singer can communicate without even opening his mouth, by pure will."
(from the booklet written by Greil Marcus, accompanying the two-CD Another Self Portrait (1969-1971)
Everyone who was there has their own story of the years 1969-1971, when Bob Dylan recorded these songs. In spring of 1969, my beloved Richard was drafted into the U.S. Army. We were 19 years old. He was in Vietnam for year of 1970. We turned 21 years old in October of that year. In 1971, we lived through the dark aftermath of his year in Vietnam and separated, "both agreeing it was best," just after our 22nd birthdays that year. We listened to Bob Dylan's music before, during and after those years. In one of the last letters I received from Richard, he asked, "How's Bob doing?" My copy of the CD arrived in the mail today. I'm listening to it right now.
Richard was someone who weighed life's choices and made his. I have tried not to compromise my life as a result. I hear Richard's voice in Bob Dylan's voice. Always have.
I recommend Another Self Portrait (1969-1971) The Bootleg Series Vol. 10. I can't imagine someone not loving these recordings, but I know by now that not everyone will.
Here's Bob Dylan's 1970 version of "Copper Kettle":
You'll have to buy Another Self Portrait to hear the version without overdubs. You won't regret it. I promise.
Showing posts with label If Not For You. Show all posts
Showing posts with label If Not For You. Show all posts
Monday, August 26, 2013
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
JUST TO BE ALIVE

For the benefit of those new to my blog, and I hope for older readers, I'm going to do a re-run of my retrospective, now a 42-year retrospective. Last time around, that process resulted in new paintings, drawings and insight into my older work.
My fate as an artist was sealed with the above drawing which I made when I was 5 years old and for which I was praised. I am grateful to my mother, who was an accomplished horseback rider, for saving this orange, purple and red-violet horse. I wonder why I chose the color blue for the number 5.
This time, I am including the drawings and paintings of my old friend, RTN, making this a two-person retrospective, given that he has been the inspiration, in one way or another, for all my art work. In a letter from the VA Hospital, he wrote that he was proud of me for my art work and hoped I would continue my work as an artist.
Last week, I finally was able to go to the photo lab in downtown Bellingham so I could order some prints of my old friend and his art work to send to his sister. As I was standing at the counter trying to explain my project, I heard Bob Dylan singing. I stopped talking to listen to him sing. When I tried to talk again, I couldn't because I started crying. The young woman clerk was playing Bob Dylan's album, "New Morning," which is what I listened while my old friend was in Vietnam and what we listened to during the short time we lived together in 1971. The clerk was playing the ALBUM (!) on a turntable and handed the album cover to me. More than a coincidence. How else could that happen? "New Morning" is a great album. Ends with a beautiful song to God called "Father of Night." The song that made me start to cry is "If Not For You."
Now it's "New Morning In The North Country."
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