Showing posts with label No Direction Home. Show all posts
Showing posts with label No Direction Home. Show all posts

Saturday, May 26, 2018

Dylan Covers: My Back Pages

This week I have been posting videos of other singers performing the music of Bob Dylan, in honor of his 77th birthday (May 24). I have only posted 16 covers out of the many hundreds that are out there.

Dylan said in Martin Scorsese's 2005 documentary, No Direction Home that "an artist has got to be careful never really to arrive at a place where he thinks he is at somewhere. You always have to realize that you are constantly in a state of becoming."

The following video is a one of my favorites. This rendition of "My Back Pages" is from Bob Dylan's 30th Anniversary Concert in 1992. It is a veritable Who's Who of musicians on hand to celebrate his music.

This week we celebrate the artist who is "constantly in a state of becoming."





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Monday, October 17, 2016

Monday Music: My Back Pages

"I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now."

Today's Monday Music feature is in honor of Bob Dylan being named the 2016 recipient of the Nobel Prize in Literature. Dylan said in Martin Scorsese's 2005 documentary, No Direction Home that "an artist has got to be careful never really to arrive at a place where he thinks he is at somewhere. You always have to realize that you are constantly in a state of becoming." 

The following video is a look back to Bob Dylan's 30th anniversary in the music industry back in 1992. It's a veritable Who's Who of musicians on hand to celebrate his music.





My Back Pages
by Bob Dylan

Crimson flames tied through my ears
Rollin’ high and mighty traps
Pounced with fire on flaming roads
Using ideas as my maps
“We’ll meet on edges, soon,” said I
Proud ’neath heated brow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
“Rip down all hate,” I screamed
Lies that life is black and white
Spoke from my skull. I dreamed
Romantic facts of musketeers
Foundationed deep, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

Girls’ faces formed the forward path
From phony jealousy
To memorizing politics
Of ancient history
Flung down by corpse evangelists
Unthought of, though, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

A self-ordained professor’s tongue
Too serious to fool
Spouted out that liberty
Is just equality in school
“Equality,” I spoke the word
As if a wedding vow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

In a soldier’s stance, I aimed my hand
At the mongrel dogs who teach
Fearing not that I’d become my enemy
In the instant that I preach
My pathway led by confusion boats
Mutiny from stern to bow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now

Yes, my guard stood hard when abstract threats
Too noble to neglect
Deceived me into thinking
I had something to protect
Good and bad, I define these terms
Quite clear, no doubt, somehow
Ah, but I was so much older then
I’m younger than that now.

Copyright © 1964 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1992 by Special Rider Music



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