A brilliant 1989 album, Oh Mercy; some career retrospectives; and two albums of American folk songs, with just Bob Dylan and his… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Just in time for Bob Dylan to recoil from the attention, leave the city for Woodstock, and turn his back on fame. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
If I wasn't Bob Dylan, I'd probably think that Bob Dylan has a lot of answers myself. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The "joker" here ["All Along the Watchtower" ] is the older [Bob] Dylan himself, whining about exploitation, and the thief's rejoinder re-contextualizes… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The confessional singer-songwriter movement of the 1970s was in full swing, and Bob Dylan's emotional album [ Blood on the Tracks] resonated… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
In the meantime [1965-67], [Bob] Dylan was again writing some of the best love songs in the genre, like "Visions of Johanna,"… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Back seat drivers don’t know the feel of the wheel but they sho’ know how to make a fuss" Bob Dylan/Bonnie Raitt,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
"Subterranean Homesick Blues" [of Bob Dylan] captures, in word-salad format, life in an encroaching police state. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Bob Dylan was again an entirely new person - this time old, craggy, cynical, and world-weary, as in "Not Dark Yet". — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
[Bob] Dylan crashed his motorcycle in 1967, and almost died. A few years ago, he referred to the experience as a "transfiguration." — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
If you wanted to, it would be easy to find some crappy lyrics [of Bob Dylan] from the Eighties to undermine the… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
[Bob] Dylan's broken-heart songs are so much better. Like "Simple Twist of Fate". — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
There would be brilliant songs, but, as [Bob] Dylan admitted on the recent Martin Scorsese documentary about him (No Direction Home), the… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The exploitation and superficiality of mainstream America is the object not of [Bob] Dylan's hipster scorn, but of an apocalyptic parable of… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
"Tangled Up in Blue," shifts perspective several times during the song to tell a "tangled" version of [Bob] Dylan's marriage and dissolution. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Whatever that ["transfiguration" by Bob Dylan] means, it's true that the poetic brilliance of the early career would never really reappear. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
In the dime stores and bus stations People talk of situations Read books, repeat quotations Draw conclusions on the wall Some speak… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Popular music had never had lyrical sophistication of this type [like Bob Dylan]; wit, to be sure, but "Darkness at the break… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Even if you don't have all the things you want, be grateful for the things you don't have that you don't want… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I'd been going though his trash. He knocked me down. I was glad to see him, even though he was banging my… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
After becoming famous once again - a 1976 song, "Hurricane," even marked a return to protest songwriting - [Bob] Dylan got addicted… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
With your silhouette when the sunlight dims Into your eyes where the moonlight swims, And your match-book songs and your gypsy hymns,… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The hollow horn plays wasted words, proves to warn that he not busy being born is busy dying. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Just a reminder, if you tell anyone about what happened with Jonah last night, I'll destroy all of my writing and never play music… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Little red wagon, little red bike, I ain’t no monkey but I know what I like. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift - look out out kid, they keep it all hid — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
The drunken politician leaps upon the street where mothers weep, and the saviors who are fast asleep, they wait for you. — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image
I gotta friend who spends his life, stabbing my picture with a bowie knife. Dreams of strangling me with a scarf, when my name… — Bob Dylan Copy Share Image