One of Dylan's old pals invited me to the show in Oslo tonight. Met him twice before, too. And despite what everyone says - he was really quite nice, and very eager to catch up on how my friends kids were doing... "Eric! Your children have grown up to be giants" . (All of then a lot taller than Dylan, even the 13 year old) Anyway, since he hangs out with Keith a lot when in NY, I thought we might have something to talk about. There's obviously a lot of mutual respect there.

fantastic- tell us how it goes- have a great time.

Tell Bob:-
i'm looking forward to his London shows and his 'TTRH' is brilliant.

Actually - I only started to like him in the 90's... Very embarrassing, but I'm a huge fan now. But I must admit that his shows vary a lot in quality. At one time I thought we'd entered the sound check... But it was the show.
He might lack a bit of that professional respect for the audience. And he shouldn't insist on playing solos on his electric guitar. He's an even worse guitarist than my better half. (who never reads this site anyway!)

He's a Trubador doing his own thing....For Dylan its about his own art and if he losses some he'll find some. We all do enough complaining here about the same songs the same way. His is all about current interpitation. Last time I saw him in 06 Maggies Farm, Ballad of a thin Man and Girl of the North Country sounded like they were released yesterday. As far as no respect for the audience to me its about being humble. Dylan has written the best lyrics/song of all time and still continues to do so. His last 2 albums are probbly his best whole complete albums all the way back to Blonde on Blonde. Do we need him smiling and glad handing us saying welcome Chicago and all of you who drove from the outlining Illinois area? He spares us the BS and delivers Deep cuts, old hits and fresh sets full of new life night after night!

Ask him when he's going to cover Jimmy Buffett's "Pencil Thin Mustache".

Now they make new movies in old black and white
With happy endings, where nobody fights
So if you find yourself in that nostalgic rage
Honey, jump right up and show your age

Chorus:
I wish I had a pencil thin mustache
The "Boston Blackie" kind
A two toned Ricky Ricardo jacket
And an autographed picture of Andy Devine

I remember bein' buck-toothed and skinny
Writin' fan letters to Sky's niece Penny
Oh I wish I had a pencil thin mustache
Then I could solve some mysteries too

Then it's Bandstand, Disneyland, growin' up fast
Drinkin' on a fake I.D.
Yeah, and Rama of the jungle was everyone's Bawana
But only jazz musicians were smokin' marijuana
Yeah, I wish I had a pencil thin mustache
Then I could solve some mysteries too

Then it's flat top, dirty bob, coppin' a feel
Grubbin' on the livin' room floor (so sore)
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Yeah, they send you off to college, try to gain a little knowledge,
But all you want to do is learn how to score

Yeah, but now I'm gettin' old, don't wear underwear
I don't go to church and I don't cut my hair
But I can go to movies and see it all there
Just the way that it used to be

Chorus:
That's why I wish I had a pencil thin mustache
The "Boston Blackie" kind
A two-toned Ricky Ricardo jacket
And an autographed picture of Andy Devine

Oh, I could be anyone I wanted to be
Maybe suave Errol Flynn or the Sheik of Araby
If I only had a pencil thin mustache
Then I could do some cruisin' too

Coda:
Yeah, Bryl-cream, a little dab'll do yah
Oh, I could do some cruisin' too