I suppose it is fitting that after
reviewing Steve Earle we take a step twenty-five years back to someone he would
have grown up listening to.
Disc 399 is…The Times They Are A-Changin’
Artist: Bob Dylan
Year of Release: 1964
What’s Up With The Cover?: Bob as a young man.
He looks a little gaunt in this picture, reminding me of Alice Cooper’s
strung out photos on the “Flush the Fashion” album. It wouldn’t kill Bob to crack a smile and eat
a sandwich here, but that’s not the mood of this album.
How I Came To Know It: Although this is
the remastered version, the original CD release of this album is one of the
first CDs I ever bought, and definitely my first Bob Dylan album in any format
(I was a late bloomer). I bought it
because I’d grown up listening to a remake of “Ballad of Hollis Brown” by Nazareth, and wanted to hear the
original. Also, I really dug the title
track, as everyone with ears does.
How It Stacks Up: I have seventeen Bob Dylan albums and competition at
the top is stiff. Still, this is a
damned fine record. I’ll say it is 5th
or 6th best, depending on my mood.
Rating: 5 stars
At some point everyone has a
moment when their social conscience starts to blossom, or at least everyone
should. “The Times They Are-Changin’” (hereafter
referred to as “Times”) is as good a companion for the experience as you’ll
find.
If you’re looking for Dylan’s
trademark humour as part of the social commentary, look elsewhere. “The Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan” had “Talking World War III Blues” the year
before, and “Another Side of Bob Dylan” would give us a satirical laugh on “Motorpsycho Nitemare” later in 1964, but
“Times” is an album devoid of any such emotional let-up.
If an album is going to be this
heavy in tone, it better be a damned fine album, and “Times” delivers, starting
with the iconic title track. A song that
had me thinking about New Testament forgiveness, social upheaval, and the
Taoist Wheel of Fortune, and the common threads between them.
It is a song about how the last
shall be first, and if you aren’t ready for the rising flood, then you should
either step out of the way or risk being swept away by it. Whatever level of revolutionary zeal you
might be feeling in your life, “The Times
They Are A-Changin’” reminds us that there is always a new generation with
something to teach us. What’s more, it deftly
manages that revolutionary zeal without ever feeling angry.
Not so with other songs on “Times”
where Dylan unloads heavy, unpleasant cargo with a full dose of fury. “With
God On Our Side” speaks to the pointlessness of war, and the ever-present
efforts to justify it with misplaced religion.
“Only A Pawn In Their Game” highlights how the disenfranchised can
be so easily turned against one another with hate and fear, and “The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll”
calls out a justice system that Dylan perceives as being different based on
wealth and place in society.
“Hattie Carroll” is a great track, telling the tale of socialite William
Zanzinger kills a poor, black barmaid.
Dylan’s repeated, pleading refrain of:
“But you who philosophize disgrace and criticize
all fears
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain’t the time for your tears”
Take the rag away from your face
Now ain’t the time for your tears”
implies that while the grief over a
pointless crime is great, the need for justice needs to take precedence over
sorrow. That is until the very end, when
Zanzinger receives a mere six month sentence for the crime, at which point the
final chorus alters to:
“Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and
criticize all fears
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now’s the time for your tears”
Bury the rag deep in your face
For now’s the time for your tears”
Justice has failed poor Hattie
Carroll, and all that’s left now is our sympathy. Dylan makes it clear he doesn't think it's enough.
Not all the characters have defined
heroes and villains to go with their misery however. “Ballad
of Hollis Brown” and “North Country
Blues” are stories of people living subsistence lives and scraping to hold
onto their dignity through poverty. Both
are about impoverished parents trying to put food on the table.
Hollis Brown is a dirt farmer,
facing drought and starvation with a wife and five children to feed. The female protagonist in “North Country Blues” has three children
of her own, and has to raise them through the deaths of her father, mother,
brother, husband and – ultimately – the mining industry that supports them all.
Hollis Brown seeks his dignity in
seven shotgun shells, murdering himself and his whole family rather than let
them starve. While he gets escape with
his crime, Dylan is quick to point out:
“There’s seven people dead
On a South Dakota Farm
Somewhere in the distance
There’s seven more people born.”
In “North Country Blues” a woman raises her children through all adversity,
only to be left with the knowledge they will leave the dying town of their
birth – and her with it – as soon as they’re old enough to do so.
But if you thought Dylan was done
laying a heavy trip on you, then you don’t know Dylan. He doesn’t do half-measures, and on “One Too Many Mornings” he delivers one
of the greatest break up songs of all time (and one of “Times” greatest songs
musically as well, with gentle guitar picking holding a wistful, mournful tune). Dylan concludes the song with some of my
favourite lines of poetry:
“It’s a restless hungry feeling
That don’t mean no one no good
When ev’rything I’m a-sayin’
You can say it just as good.
You’re right from your side
I’m right from mine
We’re both just one too many mornings
An’ a thousand miles behind.”
That don’t mean no one no good
When ev’rything I’m a-sayin’
You can say it just as good.
You’re right from your side
I’m right from mine
We’re both just one too many mornings
An’ a thousand miles behind.”
Musically, Dylan perfectly matches
the stark topics of the record with bare guitar playing and insistent,
demanding harmonica solos. These solos
can downright annoy you until you realize that’s just Dylan making sure he
still has your attention.
When I first bought this album, I
was only twenty, fresh from being one too many mornings behind on both my
grocery bill and my first love affair, and filling up the empty spaces in my
heart and stomach with ideas and ideals.
All these songs spoke to me.
“Times” is an album for those early hard times,
when life is red and raw, just as effective on twenty year olds in 1990 as it
was on twenty year olds in 1964. I
expect it is impacting twenty year olds right now as well. It isn’t just an album for those times,
though, because as I approach the age of 42, it speaks just as strongly as it
ever has.
It is fitting that an album that
begins with a call for change, and ranges through such human misery, ends with “Restless Farewell,” a song that could
well serve as Dylan’s eulogy on that dark day when he leaves us. He sings:
“Oh ev’ry girl that ever I’ve touched
I did not do it harmfully
And ev’ry girl that ever I’ve hurt
I did not do it knowin’ly
But to remain as friends
And make amends
You need the time and stay behind
And since my feet are now fast
And point away from the past
I’ll bid farewell and be down the line.”
I did not do it harmfully
And ev’ry girl that ever I’ve hurt
I did not do it knowin’ly
But to remain as friends
And make amends
You need the time and stay behind
And since my feet are now fast
And point away from the past
I’ll bid farewell and be down the line.”
At this point,
two stanzas in, it almost feels like Dylan’s apologizing to his listeners for
the dark journey he’s taken us on. But
it isn’t Dylan’s way to apologize. The
last three lines of the same song end the album with:
“So I’ll make my stand
And remain as I am
And bid farewell and not give a damn.”
And remain as I am
And bid farewell and not give a damn.”
“The Times They Are A-Changin’” is
uncompromising greatness that still punches me in the solar plexus more than
two decades after I first heard it. The
day it is no longer appreciated – that’s the time for our tears.
Best tracks: all tracks, but my
favourites are The Times They Are A-Changin’, With God On Our Side, One Too
Many Mornings, The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll, and Restless Farewell.
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