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
And I hope that you die And your death'll come soon I will follow your casket In the pale afternoon And I'll watch while you're lowered Down to your deathbed And I'll stand o'er your grave 'Til I'm sure that you're dead
... we're living in a Machiavellian world, whether we like it or we don't.
For them that think death's honesty won't fall upon them naturally life sometimes must get lonely.
That's another way of writing a song, of course. Just talking to somebody that ain't there. That's the best way. That's the truest way. Then it just becomes a question of how heroic your speech is. To me, it's something to strive after.
I wanted to understand things and then be free of them. I needed to learn how to telescope things, ideas. Things were too big to see all at once, like all the books in the library-everything laying around on all the tables. You might be able to put it all into one paragraph or into one verse of a song if you could get it right.
My best songs were written very quickly. Just about as much time as it takes to write it down is about as long as it takes to write it...In writing songs I've learned as much from Cezanne as I have from Woody Guthrie...It's not me, it's the songs. I'm just the postman, I deliver the songs...I consider myself a poet first and a musician second. I live like a poet and I'll die like a poet.
In the valley of the giants where the stars and stripes explode, the peaches they were sweet and the milk and honey flowed.
It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry
Life is more or less a lie, but then again, that's exactly the way we want it to be.
Take me disappearing, through the smoke rings of my mind, down the foggy ruins of time...
When you think that you lost everything you find out you can always lose a little more.
She knows there's no success like failure, and that failure's no success at all.
People are crazy and times are strange ... I used to care but things have changed
Mona Lisa must have had the highway blues; you can tell by the way she smiles.