most of my favorite music is made with intention. every song has a purpose, within that every line, every note has a reason to be there to move the story forward or build emotion or something. somehow bob dylan escapes all of this.
not every single word or verse in a bob dylan song is essential. you could delete plenty of verses and not feel lost or even emotionally incomplete. why? how?
most people like me are curators. we find things that make us say THAT. THAT right there, that has something. you canāt say what and thatās why itās so special. most of us couldnāt fathom making a THAT if we tried. the essence is that its intangible, it couldnāt be designed. it has to be found. iāve made a THAT of my own once, maybe twice in my whole life.
anyway bob dylan is a factory of these. they just come, they happen. the lines that bypass your intellect, your reason, and go straight to your emotional centers. āmy warehouse eyes, my arabian drums.ā i couldnāt say what it means but it pulls my heart out of my chest every time i hear it. thatās what his verses are for. each one is space for another nugget, another THAT. itās incredible.
