December 3: Bob Dylan @ Paramount Theater, Portland, Oregon – 1980

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A 26-song set includes twelve songs not played on the first night of the tour, including “It’s Alright, Ma,” a second solo encore, and a lovely “A Couple More Years.” “Senor” is dedicated to a lady named Victoria, whom Dylan says he met in Mexico in 1972.
~Clinton Heylin (Bob Dylan: A Life in Stolen Moments Day by Day 1941-1995)

Paramount Theater
Portland, Oregon
3 December 1980

  • Bob Dylan (vocal & guitar)
  • Fred Tackett (guitar & mandolin)
  • Willie Smith (keyboards)
  • Tim Drummond (bass)
  • Jim Keltner (drums)
  • Clydie King, Carolyn Dennis, Regina McCrary (background vocals)

  1. Gotta Serve Somebody
  2. I Believe In You
  3. A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall
  4. Man Gave Names To All The Animals
  5. Simple Twist Of Fate
  6. We Just Disagree (Jim Krueger)
  7. All Along The Watchtower
  8. Ain’t Gonna Go To Hell For Anybody
  9. Girl From The North Country
  10. To Ramona
  11. Slow Train

  12. Rise Again (Dallas Holm)
  13. Let’s Keep It Between Us
  14. Mary From The Wild Moor (trad.)
  15. Solid Rock
  16. Just Like A Woman
  17. Señor (Tales Of Yankee Power)
  18. A Couple More Years (Shel Silverstein/Dennis Locorriere)
  19. What Can I Do For You?
  20. When You Gonna Wake Up
  21. In The Garden

  22. Blowin’ In The Wind
  23. City Of Gold
  24. It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue
  25. It’s Alright, Ma (I’m Only Bleeding)

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2 thoughts on “December 3: Bob Dylan @ Paramount Theater, Portland, Oregon – 1980”

  1. it is so intense that it grabs my heart, but then again, the suffering is tearing up his voice, he’s desperately searching for that perfect sense of freedom with melody he possessed but he seems to be losing his way sometimes the more he stresses to reach, and it portrays a man taken over by his many guises, instead of incorporating them… the destruction starts here, where he thought to embrace his salvation… a wonder of , yes what shall I say, god maybe, that he found ressurection later on, and build an empire on the ashes of this consuming fire… I cannot help but cry when I hear this… a portrait of beauty being torn to pieces…

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