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Tell Tale Signs, the eighth and most recent installment of The Bootleg Series focuses on the period from 1989's Oh Mercy right on up through Dylan's much more recent creative renaissance on the albums Time Out Of Mind, Love & Theft, and 2006's brilliant Modern Times. But if you think you’ve heard these songs before, think again. ... read more |
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If you are looking for live shots of those Dylan “Born Again” tours, you won’t find any here (well at least any that feature the actual music). But what you will find is some very eye-opening interview footage with the people who were there when Dylan got Jesus – including his former pastor, and Slow Train Coming producer, the late, great Jerry Wexler ... read more |
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Jerry Wexler, the legendary producer who along with Ahmet Ertegun built Atlantic Records from the ground up to become the dominant rhythm and blues label of its time has died of congestive heart failure. Wexler was the last living founder of the label. His one time partner Ahmet Ertegun passed away in 2006 ... read more |
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Bob Dylan is set to release the eighth and latest volume of his acclaimed Bootleg Series of unreleased, archived recordings this October, it was announced earlier today via press release and on the legendary singer-songwriter’s official website. Tell Tale Signs, a three disc collection will be released on Columbia records Tuesday, October 7th ... read more |
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Everybody loves a good conspiracy, right? And in rock and roll there is no shortage of them. From who “really” killed sixties icons like John Lennon and Brian Jones, to the “truth” behind all those seventies heavy metal records that hypnotize you into a secret pact with the devil when played backwards ... read more |
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Is Obama the politician we always hoped Dylan would be but knew could never happen? Better yet, could Dylan be Obama’s destined running mate? Consider this: Dylan sang “The Times They Are A-Changing;” Obama leads the movement for change. Dylan gives Obama the old, white vote that McCain has on lock ... read more |
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The Chili Peppers frontman recruited a devastatingly phenomenal lineup for the festival: Bob Dylan, the Raconteurs, Gnarls Barkley, the Roots, the Black Keys, oh, and some college bands ... read more |
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The whole film feels like three different Dylans have pulled your bottom lip over your eyes while speaking in tongues and sprinkling you with salt. And the whole time Ginsberg, Joan Baez, Bob Neuwirth, and a host of others are shaking their heads in bewildered laughter like you’re at a funeral dressed for a luau and Dylan’s doing the hula. ... read more |
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Basic entry level passes are currently running one hundred and seventy-five dollars, with VIP admission clocking in at a cool four fifty. I’d normally say skip it, but this VIP tag just might give you a better chance at getting into Moby’s electronica set. Hand me a pacifier. I need to get my dance on ... read more |
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Last year, one of my roommates got really into Heroes. Every Monday night, I’d come home to Brain, sitting on the couch, munching on spicy hot wings and mumbling “that damn Sylar.” I never got it. Then again, I loathe superheroes, which probably doesn’t place me within a stone’s throw of the target audience. Things are looking up, though. Producers are preparing to release an accompanying soundtrack to the series, and I can get on board with that ... read more |
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I’m hearing a song I recognize, no, a song I love. This is supposed to be Joy Division’s “Shadowplay,” but it is all wrong – the guitar is jangly and happy, the drums sound like fucking She Wants Revenge, the singing is nice, perfectly in key and so, so tepid. It is evidently some hipster-pop candy band inflicting their perverted interpretation of a classically awesome song on me, and I am not happy ... read more |
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But even with this well-known history of beauty parlor gossip, the details as to how exactly Bob Dylan acquired the lyrics to twenty-five unfinished Hank Williams’ songs are still unknown. I’m picturing a flashlight, black clothing, and an empty bag of weed, but I’m yet to complete my three week correspondence course on how to become a detective from The University of Phoenix ... read more |
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In honor of Cupid and his contumelious nature, Cinema Blend writer Jessica Grabert and I have decided to join forces on the greatest mixtape ever created. Yesterday, we took a little field trip to Staples and loaded up on Post It Notes. Then we took meticulous, irreverent and sometimes pointless musings and wrote them down throughout the day on said little yellow pads of paper ... read more |
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Oscar nominee Cate Blanchett saved the film with her Jude Quinn, representing a just-starting-to-get-huge-and-telling-people-to-fuck-off Bob Dylan, whose lanky, hand-waving, drunken, rude-comment slurring mannerisms brought the real deal to life. Being called a sell-out by his oldest fans, being put on a pedestal by the press, being taunted mercilessly by a bratty model and constantly wondering “what do all those pills do, man?” ... read more |
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We’ve all been in that situation. You’re exchanging more than pleasantries with a significant other (or loose stranger) when your iPod, set on random, decides to iCockblock you by blasting a wildly embarrassing tune. Amidst the angry glares, your brain freezes, internally fighting about whether its worth riding the unromantic storm out or physically getting up to end the suffering ... read more |
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