Music today came from an urge to hear some Dylan, hear those tunes, that voice, and those poetic lyrics. I was talking to someone the other day about Blood On The Tracks (1975). It’s one of the great Dylan albums but apparently, it wasn’t seen that way when it originally came out. It’s hard to imagine what it was being compared to for it not to be recognised. That I suppose is always the problem, records are reviewed not in their own right but through the contemporary music of the day, history, and previous albums by the artists. It’s what makes being an artist so difficult, being judged on someone else’s perception, value system and expectation.

Music Of The Daze

The musical musings in this post are an excerpt from my daily blog, TO WHERE I AM NOW, featured on my main website. See more pictures and read the full post here.