March 12-13: Bob Dylan – Hotel Room in Denver 1966





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…When Dylan and Robbie Robertson arrive at their Denver hotel at 3AM, they jam in Dylan’s hotel room for an hour. Shelton tapes the session on his portable reel-to-reel. Although it is just three days after Dylan completed Blonde 0n Blonde, Dylan and Robertson work on three new songs that, had they been given titles and not simply forgotten by Dylan, might have been called “Positively Van Gogh,” “Don’t Tell Him,” and “If You Want My Love.” Dylan then plays “Just Like a Woman” and “Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands” for Shelton’s benefit, before deciding it is time to get some sleep.
~Clinton Heylin (Bob Dylan: A Life in Stolen Moments Day by Day 1941-1995)

Although the sound quality is bad this is wonderful stuff for some of us…

The music can be found on cd #6 in the bootleg “collection”: Jewels & Binoculars (26CD set).

A Hotel Room
Denver, Colorado
12–13 March 1966




Bob Dylan (guitar & vocal) & Robbie Robertson (guitar).

  1. Most Probably van Gogh/Positively van Gogh (actual name unknown)
  2. Most Probably van Gogh/Positively van Gogh (actual name unknown)

    When I’d ask why the painting was deadly..

  3. Most Probably van Gogh/Positively van Gogh (actual name unknown)
  4. Don’t Tell Him, Tell Me/Don’t Tell Him (actual name unknown)
  5. Don’t Tell Him, Tell Me/Don’t Tell Him (actual name unknown)
  6. Just Like A Woman
  7. Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands
  8. Sad-Eyed Lady Of The Lowlands




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6 thoughts on “March 12-13: Bob Dylan – Hotel Room in Denver 1966”

  1. I refuse to die before I see the complete lyrics to the Van Gogh song, the ones sung after the tape ran out. As far as I know, they haven’t been included in any of the lyric books. Maybe they’re in the Tusla archives. I’d hate to think they were lost in the flood.

    Definitely Van Gogh

    When I’d ask why the painting was deadly
    Nobody could pick up my sign
    ‘Cept for the cook, she was always friendly
    But she’d only ask, “What’s on your mind?”

    She’d say that especially when it was raining
    I’d say “Oh, I don’t know”
    But then she’d press and I’d say, “You see that painting?
    Do you think it’s been done by Van Gogh?”

    The cook she said call her Maria
    She’d always point for the same boy to come forth
    Saying, “He trades cattle, it’s his own idea
    And he also makes trips to the North

    Have you ever seen his naked calf bleed?”
    I’d say, “Oh no, why does it show?”
    Then she’d whisper in my ear that he’s a half-breed
    And I’d say, “Fine, but can he paint like Van Gogh?”

    I can’t remember his name he never gave it
    But I always figured he could go home
    Til when he’d gave me his card and said, “Save it”
    I could see by his eyes he was alone

    But it was sad how his four leaf clover
    Drawn on his calling card showed
    That it was given back to him a-many times over
    And it most definitely was not done by Van Gogh

    It was either she or the maid just to please me
    Though I sensed she could not understand
    And she made a thing out of it by saying, “Go easy
    He’s a straight, but he’s a very crooked straight man”

    And I’d say, “Does the girl in the calendar doubt it?
    And by the way is it Marilyn Monroe?”
    But she’d just get salty and say, “Why you wanna know about it?”
    And I’d say, “I was just wondering if she ever sat for Van Gogh”

    It was either her or the straight man who introduced me
    To Jeanette, Camilla’s friend
    Who later on falsely accused me
    Of stealing her locket and pen

    When I said “I don’t have the locket”
    She said “You steal pictures of everybody’s mother I know”
    And I said “There’s no locket
    No picture of any mother I would pocket
    Unless it’s been done by Van Gogh”

    Camilla’s house stood on the outskirts
    How strange to see the chandeliers destroyed . . .

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