I’m not sure if a live concert can get any better than this one. The
sound quality was excellent, the guitar work of Tony and Larry just
amazing and Bob’s piano work really does add new colour. I feel George is far too busy as a drummer and there were times when both Bob and Tony seemed to be trying to communicate to him how the songs should go. Billy does not have the finesse of Charlie but hopefully he will listen to what is happening and develop. Anni DiFranco referred to Mr Dylan and his killer band, how good would this band be with Garth Hudson on organ?
~Les Memory (boblinks.com)
Westpac Trust Entertainment Centre
Christchurch, New Zealand
26 February 2003
Bob Dylan (vocal & guitar)
Bill Burnette (guitar)
Larry Campbell (guitar, mandolin, pedal steel guitar & electric slide guitar)
Mama, take this badge off of me
I can’t use it anymore
It’s gettin’ dark, too dark for me to see
I feel like I’m knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Knock, knock, knockin’ on heaven’s door
Entertainment Centre Sydney, New South Wales, Australia 25 February 1986
Bob Dylan (vocal & guitar) with Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers:
I’m walking through streets that are dead
Walking, walking with you in my head
My feet are so tired, my brain is so wired
And the clouds are weeping
Did I hear someone tell a lie?
Did I hear someone’s distant cry?
I spoke like a child; you destroyed me with a smile
While I was sleeping
Radio City Music Hall New York City, New York 25 February 1998 40th Annual Grammy Awards.
If you could ignore this overly commercial setting, Dylan’s performance itself was splendid, in spite of a rather bizarre distraction. In the middle of Bob’s set, shirtless, self-styled ‘almost-vegetarian-multi-genre mastermind-artist’ Michael Portnoy jumped on stage with the words “SOY BOMB” written in block letters on his body. Dylan and the band just kept playing, though the expression on Dylan’s face spoke volumes. Still, at least Portnoy’s complaint injected some spontaneity into the Grammies . “Soy is protein and life and energy, and bomb is explosive and propulsive,” the stage invader explained to the press. “All art should be soy -bombs.”
~Andrew Muir (One More Night: Bob Dylan’s Never Ending Tour)
Bob Dylan: The Lonesome Death Of Hattie Carroll, Los Angeles 1964 (video)
William Zanzinger killed poor Hattie Carroll
With a cane that he twirled around his diamond ring finger
At a Baltimore hotel society gath’rin’
And the cops were called in and his weapon took from him
As they rode him in custody down to the station
And booked William Zanzinger for first-degree murder
But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain’t the time for your tears
NBC Studios
Los Angeles, California
25 February 1964 Steve Allen Show
Man comes to the door—I say, “For whom are you looking?”
He says, “Your wife,” I say, “She’s busy in the kitchen cookin’”
Poor boy—where you been?
I already tol’ you—won’t tell you again
This is a great version of a underrated beauty from “Love & Theft”.
Binghamton University Binghamton, New York 14 November 2004
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