the brady theatre is so awesome!!!
okay, so to start with, bob didn't have an opening band. not that i expected him to, but it was neat to see that. i don't think i have ever been to a concert where there is no opening band. that made it pretty cool already, but o' man, it got even better. now, i would be lying if i said i knew all the songs he played, so i won't lie. i only recognized three songs. one was off his more recent critically acclaimed album Modern Times and the other two were "like a rolling stone" and "all along the watchtower". those were the last two he closed with. still despite not knowing everything he and his awesome backup band played, it was still a really great show. bob mostly plays keyboard now, but when the songs call for it, he busts out the harmonica and jams that little instrument with such force an charisma.
oh, and bob was pretty much a pimp last night. he came out all in black with a zootsuit hat and white shirt underneath a black jacket. his band wore matching outfits and really complemented him in appearance and ability. they showcased a different approach to his music, making it all much more laid back and bluesy. it was the most chill concert i have ever been to. everybody there was nice and just wanted to have a good time. i think we all did just that.
oh, and earlier yesterday i got to tulsa and was able to spend time with my old college roommate. it was good and made me happy to see him doin' really well. i sometimes miss those good times i had during college which weren't that much. he was usually a part of them. we always hung out and played video games and watched goofy movies. just enjoying life as much as we could.
so, how could i mention bob dylan and not post some of his tunes for ya??? well here are two of his most critically lauded albums and actually greatest albums ever made of all time. rolling stone has both of these in their top 10 of the 500 greatest albums of all time. here for ya is Highway 61 Revisited and Blonde on Blonde. enjoy!!!
The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it's not that way,
I wasn't born to lose you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
They wait for you.
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
Now all my fathers, they've gone down
True love they've been without it.
But all their daughters put me down'
Cause I don't think about it.
Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see.
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me, I took his flute.
No, I wasn't very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I . . .
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.
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