Monday, April 7, 2008
Bob Dylan Wins Pulitzer
I don't have much to say about this other than so much for that prize being worth a crap. I can sing better than Bob Dylan and I can't sing at all. True he started the long song thing and wrote brilliant songs such as "Like a Rolling Stone" that never ended. It was the first of its kind. A long playing song that no one liked but the radio played it anyway. He should be in jail for that one. Bob Dylan sucks. I am sorry if you are a fan but you have bad taste or you are high. I don't listen to Dylan. I certainly wouldn't ever use real money to murder my own eardrum. It just seems that if music is only good when you are in Alice and Wonderland and Puff the Magic Dragon land, then it probably sucks. I will give him credit for some coined phrases of his era such as "The answer my friend is blowin in the wind" whoa. I'm speechless. Such meaningful poetry about air and angel dust. I am not sure what he meant by "blowin in the wind" but I have my guesses. Oh the days of causes and social unrest. Problems were solved with drugs and sex. It was all about love, and drugs helped you love MORE!
"Hey Mr. Tambourine Man" is a tune that will put you to sleep better than a narcotic. Send his music to Guantanamo Bay and skip the water-boarding. Play a Dylan record and the terrorists will cry like little girls for the torture to stop. I know I do when I hear a Dylan song. His voice sounds like a car that won't start and the driver is pushing the gas revving the engine again and again and again. But such is the taste of the culturally and socially conscience. I just don't get it. Oh well, congrats to Bob Dylan. You did it buddy, you convinced someone somewhere with some clout that you were good. I think they were blowin in the wind like a rolling stone.