Bob Dylan – Think Bensonium

Day 273: Time’s are a changing, Bob Dylan

Roderick Benson — Fri, 18 Dec 2020 00:00:00 +0000

Never have I wanted the main lyric of this song to be true as in 2020. I so much hope and pray that the wicked spell of far right politics is broken in 2021. So tired of the Trump’s, Putin’s and Johnson’s of this world.

Day 213: Blowin in the Wind, Bob Dylan

Roderick Benson — Mon, 19 Oct 2020 11:00:00 +0000

Now for a video that was made before I was born. A classic Bob Dylan song from sooo long ago. The master wordsmith at work.

How many times must a man look up before he can really see the sky?
And how many ears must a man have before he can hear people cry?
And how many deaths will it take till he knows that too many people have died?
The answer my friend is blowin in the wind the answer is blowin in the wind.

Day 20: Hurricane by Bob Dylan.

Rbenson — Sun, 16 Aug 2020 22:03:25 +0000

The third member of the Travelling Wilburys recently won a Nobel prize for literature; an unusual accolade for a rock musician. Yet Dylan is an incredible wordsmith when it comes to writing songs and this protest song about the framing of the boxer Rubin Carter for first degree murder is probably one of the best examples of his truly amazing writing talents. Eight minutes 16 seconds of pure poetry.

My favourite lines in this song are:

Meanwhile far away in another part of town, Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are driving around, the number one contender for the middle weight crown, had no idea what kind of shit was about to go down. When a cop pulls over to the side of the road, just like the time before and the time before that. In Paterson that’s just the way things go, if your black, you might as well not show up on the street unless you want draw the heat.