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To: Elmer Flugum who wrote (468)10/23/2000 3:37:18 PM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.  Respond to of 2695
 
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To: Elmer Flugum who wrote (468)11/9/2000 11:05:42 PM
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Concert Review: Dylan brilliant even when less than perfect
post-gazette.com

Tuesday, November 07, 2000

By Ed Masley, Post-Gazette Pop Music Critic

By the time Bob Dylan went electric last night at the A.J.
Palumbo Center, the local stop on his never-ending tour
was beginning to feel a little like the set he should have
played at Newport all those years ago.

While hard-core folkie purists may have had a problem
with the drums -- and possibly the volume -- the
instrumentation across the front was positively 4th
street -- acoustic guitars and upright bass -- as Dylan led
a red-hot band through a blues song called "Duncan and
Brady," "Mr. Tambourine Man" (deconstructed but
unmistakably jingle-jangling) and a haunting train ride
through "It's All Right, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)."

Guitarist Larry Campbell switched to pedal-steel guitar
for a version of "Love Minus Zero/No Limit" that was
more than just a little reminiscent of "If Not For You,"
then back to acoustic guitar for "Tangled Up in Blue"
and finally the mandolin for "Searching for a Soldier's
Grave," a gorgeous bluegrass waltz.

And then, it was on to the first electric number of the
set, a Grateful Dead-indebted "Country Pie" from
"Nashville Skyline," followed by the only song he played
from 1998's "Time Out of Mind," his strongest album
since the early '70s at least, if not a little longer.
"Standing in the Doorway" proved an early highlight,
greeted by a cheer as Dylan took on the opening line
with a fire he could have used on "Like a Rolling Stone"
and other songs he's more than likely sick to death of
singing.

It was Dylan at his poignant best as a vocalist.

As is Dylan tradition, the road-weary classics were
frequently deconstructed to the point where little more
than the lyrics remained. And every so often, it worked
like a charm, no more so than on "Blowin' in the Wind,"
a song I'd tend to doubt has ever sounded quite so
moving or so beautiful.

But sadly, a few of the others could have used a little
reverence from the singer for the way he knew the song
was meant to sound when he was closer to the point of
inspiration. "Like a Rolling Stone" was only
recognizable enough to make you wonder when the
words had lost all meaning for the man, while "Stuck
Inside of Mobile With the Memphis Blues Again" took a
wrong turn on Highway 61.

And boy, did he play guitar, an instrument he plays at
least as well as Master P plays basketball. But hey, it's
his name on the ticket. If he wants to get some leads in
when they could have gone to Campbell and/or Charlie
Sexton, both of whom were just amazing, I suppose it's
up to him.

And in the end, as always, it was worth it sitting through
the remedial solos and the screwed-up versions of the
classics just to get to all the moments that found him
redeeming himself: "Forever Young," awash in aching
harmonies; a lazy nightclub jazz arrangement of "If
Dogs Ran Free"; a breathtaking "Just Like Woman"; and
a gently-rocking, smile-inducing version of
"Leopard-Skin Pill-Box Hat."

In closing, no, the night was not without its flaws, but it
was brilliant all the same.



To: Elmer Flugum who wrote (468)2/10/2001 8:52:28 PM
From: SIer formerly known as Joe B.  Respond to of 2695
 
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To: Elmer Flugum who wrote (468)2/17/2001 9:26:15 PM
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Syd Barrett Song Unearthed
Wednesday February 14 09:01 PM EST
dailynews.yahoo.com

"Bob Dylan's Blues" might be an uncharacteristically prosaic title
from a man better known for his songs about gnomes, octopuses and effervescing elephants.
But as this newly unearthed Syd Barrett song -- to be included on a new compilation,
Wouldn't You Miss Me (EMI), which is due for release in the U.K. on April 16th -- suggests,
Pink Floyd's original "Crazy Diamond" was far from immune to the occasional mortal
influence.

Barrett, the errant star of British psychedelia, masterminded Pink Floyd's early success
before a combination of a nervous breakdown and a tendency to overindulge in the era's
more potent stimulants prompted his departure from the group early in 1968. Tales of
mammoth drug binges, erratic stage performances and baffling behavioral traits inevitably
earned Barrett the "acid casualty" epithet. After two solo albums, The Madcap Laughs and
Barrett, both clearly the work of a wildly distracted man, he simply disappeared from view,
taking up residence in the cellar of his family home in Cambridge. Turning his back on rock
& roll, he returned to painting. Occasional Syd sightings, each one depicting the acid rock
pin-up as increasingly bald and overweight, prompted inevitable rumors of renewed activity,
but aside from a disastrous studio session in 1974, he's maintained a strange, intensely
private silence. Since the death of his mother in the early Nineties, Syd Barrett lives alone in
Cambridge, suffers from diabetes and is tended to by his sister.

The Barrett legend has also been maintained by Pink Floyd themselves, most noticeably by
Roger Waters, whose "Shine On You Crazy Diamond" and The Wall were both inspired by
his ex-colleague's mental health problems. Now, it is guitarist Dave Gilmour, Barrett's
replacement in Pink Floyd and producer of his two solo LPs, who provides the fillip. "Bob
Dylan's Blues," a remarkable pastiche unlike anything else in the Barrett canon, has been
culled from Gilmour's private collection and is being released with the blessing of Barrett's
family.

"We knew of the song's existence when we put together [1993's] Crazy Diamond box set,"
says project co-ordinator Tim Chacksfield, "but we had plenty of other material so there was
no pressure for us to find it." The new compilation provided an ideal opportunity to
approach Gilmour and request permission to use the song. But why the guitarist took the
master tape with him after the February 27, 1970 demo session had been completed remains
a mystery. David Parker, author of Random Precision -- Recording the Music of Syd
Barrett 1965-1974, maintains that Gilmour has always rated the song highly. Chacksfield
tends to agree: "The fact that Dave was happy to let it out says a lot."

Although R&B, improvised music and nursery rhyme-like folksong clearly influenced
Barrett, the Dylan connection is far more obscure. Barrett and Gilmour -- at the time mere
Cambridge-based teenage beat buffs -- did catch the visiting American at an early show in
London in 1963, and it's likely that "Bob Dylan's Blues" was written during the following
months. Peter Barnes, Pink Floyd's music publisher, maintains, "It's one of Syd's very
earliest songs written before he even had a publishing deal."

The 1970 recording, with Barrett accompanying himself on acoustic guitar, is a neat take on
Dylan's early, talking blues style. While finger-picking with typical, Dylan-like imprecision,
Barrett gently lampoons Dylan's activism and instead plays up the singer's infamous
nonchalance: "Got the Bob Dylan blues/And the Bob Dylan shoes/And my clothes and my
hair's in a mess/But you know/I just couldn't care less." The chorus is equally even-handed:
"Cos I'm a poet/Doncha know it/And the wind, you can blow it/Cos I'm Mr. Dylan, the
King/And I'm free as a bird on the wing."

Though he later adopted Dylan's unkempt curly-top hairstyle, this is the first aural evidence
of Syd Barrett's early enthusiasm for Dylan and provides an amusing aside to his more
brain-teasing material.

MARK PAYTRESS
(February 14, 2001)