With Dylan, you’re dealing with an uncanny intelligence and an uncanny intellectual curiosity. You can see that he voraciously consumes music, literature and movies. He has his antenna up all the time. It all comes in to what he can use he takes in and what he can’t he’ll discard, and the imagination is something that must be refilled, you gotta constantly keep throwing buckets into that well, and sometimes take buckets out of that well, so I don’t pretend to know how his mind works but I’m sure that he’s always refilling it.
His folk records show you how to play guitar, arrange songs and how never to be satisfied for what you done, never resting over what you’ve achieved. If you ever arrive at what you’re comfortable with your writing, with your music, if you’re comfortable rather than excited, the, something is wrong with you. He played songs by Mississippi Sheiks.
“All their songs are raw to the bone and are faultlessly remained to our time till the dark ages,” he says.
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