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The flowers are dyin' like all things do
Follow me close, I'm going to Bally-na-Lee
I'll lose my mind if you don't come with me
I fuss with my hair, and I fight blood feuds
I contain multitudes
Got a tell-tale heart like Mr. Poe
Got skeletons in the walls of people you know
I'll drink to the truth and the things we said
I'll drink to the man that shares your bed
I paint landscapes, and I paint nudes
I contain multitudes
A red Cadillac and a black mustache
Rings on my fingers that sparkle and flash
Tell me, what's next? What shall we do?
Half my soul, baby, belongs to you
I rollick and I frolic with all the young dudes
I contain multitudes
I'm just like Anne Frank, like Indiana Jones
And them British bad boys, The Rolling Stones
I go right to the edge, I go right to the end
I go right where all things lost are made good again
I sing the songs of experience like William Blake
I have no apologies to make
Everything's flowing all at the same time
I live on a boulevard of crime
I drive fast cars, and I eat fast foods
I contain multitudes
Pink pedal-pushers, red blue jeans
All the pretty maids, and all the old queens
All the old queens from all my past lives
I carry four pistols and two large knives
I'm a man of contradictions, I'm a man of many moods
I contain multitudes
You greedy old wolf, I'll show you my heart
But not all of it, only the hateful part
I'll sell you down the river, I'll put a price on your head
What more can I tell you? I sleep with life and death in the same bed
Get lost, madame, get up off my knee
Keep your mouth away from me
I'll keep the path open, the path in my mind
I'll see to it that there's no love left behind
I'll play Beethoven's sonatas, and Chopin's preludes
I contain multitudes
Bob Dylan has provided the soundtrack to my life for fifty years. He is always surprising, and his capacity to explore new ideas is inspirational. From music to whisky, from painting to wrought iron gates, this man is a treasure. Thank you, Bob, you have sustained me when I’m sad, inspired me to be creative, and accompanied me when I’m happy. The single biggest influence on my life after my parents. We are blessed that you are still around: may your song always be sung, and may you stay forever young.
Beautiful. Those are almost nearly the same words I would say about my own musical muse, the guitar god Carlos Santana. (and for the same half-century time) Who btw has guested at several Dylan concerts.
All these people that comment on Bob Dylan these days don't qualify to carry his toothpick, including myself.
What a weird comment. He's not god, you know - just a guy who writes songs. Personally, I've rated this one a 4, and I PSD when it comes on.
Jamus wrote
Dylan is back to borrowing again; “I contain multitudes" is part of a song/poem written by Walt Whitman, Song To Myselft.
Nothing gets by you. It’s called “Song of Myself” and it’s not a song. That’s just the title. It’s a poem from Leaves of Grass.
Seems to be a good person to borrow from for a folk singer. You might as well borrow from one of the best.
I'm thinking that many will be borrowing for Dylan for decades to come.
Art is not only culture, it's a conversation with other artists from the past and a guide post for future artists.
Seems to be a good person to borrow from for a folk singer. You might as well borrow from one of the best.
I'm thinking that many will be borrowing for Dylan for decades to come.
Jamus wrote:
Christmas wishes.
See Bobby on the road multiple times in Summer 2021!
Sacrifices will be have to be made, Jeerry!
Who needs a job, anyway?
'for having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition'.
Bob has no contemporary equal.
If you don't get it, skip it. Otherwise, don't reveal yourself for what you are--truly a sofa king. Obviously, you don't get out much and likely haven't lived much of a life to offer your judgment as if you were a king. Oh, wait. You are! My condolences to those who serve you.
Bob is telling a story.
We should all listen.
Then we should ponder the album cover.
In that order.
Good to hear the new Dylan on RP.
I think it's a great album.
Interesting that they are both Jewish but very different
Leonard was a poet - and it showed
Bob is more of a .... ?
Each has plenty of others singing their compositions .... sometimes more interestingly
I don't think there is much channeling going on here
Fixed.
Do you have a buzzing in the ears ??
Do you have a buzzing in the ears ??
"Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes."
Can't wait to hear what you put out when you're almost 80!
I'm digging this myself, call it an 8...LLRP!!
Huh, no one else here yet. So I guess you are.
talking to us all!
So vocals and instruments?
This particular song is clearly not Rough and Rowdy! ; )
Bobby appears to be in a mellow and contemplative mood.
I like it, but I can understand the sentiment expressed by Tylersmyler ("he's just talking and strumming").
For those keeping score, Mr. Zimmerman will be 80 in May.
Yes. It is.
"Do I contradict myself? Very well then, I contradict myself. I am large. I contain multitudes."
You just ruined Sun Kil Moon's career there, fellow
Huh, no one else here yet. So I guess you are.
I'm sorry, this isn't a song; it's a poem with some vague musical accompaniment.
You're going to trip over yourself with your narrow perspective.