Bob Dylan Highway 61 Revisited Again
Liner notes:
On the slow railroad train time does not interfere & at the Arabian crossing waits White Heap, the human from the newspaper & behind him the hundred Inevitables made of solid rock & stone -- the Cream Guess & the Clown -- the doll house where Savage Rose & Fixable live simply in their wild animal luxury . . . . Fall, with 2 zeros above her olfactory organ arguing over the sunday beingness dark or Bach is as famous as its mayhem & that she herself -- not Orpheus -- is the logical poet "I am the logical poet" she screams "Spring? Jump is simply the beginning!" she attempts to brand Foam Judge jealous past telling him of downwards-to-earth people & while the universe is erupting, she points to the slow train & prays for pelting and for time to interfere -- she is not extremely fat just rather progressively unhappy . . . . the hundred Inevitables hibernate their predictions & go to bars & beverage & get drunk in their very special witting fashion & when tom dooley, the kind of person you think yous've seen before, comes strolling in with White Heap, the hundred Inevitables all say "who'due south that human who looks so white?" & the bartender, a good boy & one who keeps the buffalo in his listen, says, "I don't know, but I'grand sure I've seen the other beau someplace" & when Paul Sargent, a plainclothes man from quaternary street, comes in at 3 in the forenoon & busts everybody for being incredible, nobody really gets angry -- merely a little illiterate well-nigh people get & Rome, one of the hundred Inevitables whispers "I told you so" to Madam John . . . Savage Rose & Fixable are bravely bravado kisses to the Jade Hexagram Carnaby Street & to all the mysterious juveniles & the Cream Approximate is writing a book on the true meaning of a pear -- final yr. he wrote 1 on famous dogs of the civil war & now he has false teeth & no children . . . . when the Cream met Cruel Rose & Fixable, he was introduced to them by none other than Lifelessness -- Lifelessness is the Great Enemy & always wears a hip guard -- he is very hipguard . . . . Lifelessness said when introducing everybody "go save the world" & "involvement! that's the issue" & things like that & Savage Rose winked at Fixable & the Cream went off with his arm in a sling singing "summertime & the livin is easy" . . . . the Clown appears -- puts a gag over Autumn's mouth and says "at that place are two kinds of people -- simple people & normal people" this usually gets a large express joy from the sandpit & White Heap sneezes -- passes out & rips open Autumn'due south gag & says "What do you mean y'all're Autumn and without you there'd be no spring! y'all fool! without spring, there'd exist no you! what practice you think of that???." then Fell Rose & Fixable come past & kick him in the brains & colour him pink for being a phony philosopher -- then the Clown comes past and screams "You phony philosopher!" & jumps on his head -- Paul Sargent comes past again in an umpire'due south adjust & some college kid who'southward read all about Nietzsche comes by & says "Neitzsche never wore an umpire's suit" & Paul says "Y'all wanna buy some cloths, kid?" & and so Rome & John come out of the bar & they're going up to Harlem . . . . we are singing today of the WIPE-OUT GANG -- the WIPE-OUT GANG buys, owns & operates the Insanity Factory -- if yous do non know where the Insanity Factory is located, you lot should hereby take two steps to the right, paint your teeth & become to sleep . . . . the songs on this specific record are not and then much songs simply rather exercises in tonal breath command. . . . the subject thing -- though meaningless equally it is -- has something to practice with the beautiful strangers . . . . the beautiful strangers, Vivaldi'due south dark-green jacket & the holy slow train
you are right john cohen -- quazimodo was right -- mozart was right. . . . I cannot say the give-and-take centre any more . . . . when I speak this discussion heart, it is as if I am speaking of somebody's eye that I faintly think . . . . there is no eye -- at that place is merely a series of mouths -- long live the mouths -- your rooftop -- if you don't already know -- has been demolished . . . . centre is plasma & y'all are right about that too -- you are lucky -- you don't have to think about such things equally eye & rooftops & quazimodo.
Notes By Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan -- Guitar, Harmonica, Piano and Police Car
Michael Bloomfield -- Guitar
Alan Kooper -- Organ and Piano
Paul Griffin -- Piano and Organ
Bobby Gregg -- Drums
Harvey Goldstein -- Bass
Charley McCoy -- Guitar
Frank Owens -- Piano
Russ Savakus -- Bass
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