Come in, she said, I’ll give you shelter from the storm. (Music rambling spam.)
Or: yet another time when Andy rambles on about Bob Dylan. Though to be fair I kept most of my Dylan-rambling away from LJ. (Mostly bothering r_a_j_ka with it.) But now came the time to ramble to you, my dearest flist. (Mostly, because I fear r_a_j_ka tunes off whenever she hears me mentioning Dylan.)
While I've always liked music, I was never the enthusiast who has favourite albums or bands. For a long time, whether I was in my less or more shameful music phase, I couldn't even pinpoint my favourite artist. Definitely never a favourite song or Darwin forbid favourite music genre. I was always confused by questions like "So what's your favourite album?", because I barely remembered any albums of that artist I liked at the moment. I usually was a great fan of "the best of" kind of albums, because I usually liked barely a few songs and felt no need to know the rest.
It was actually ridiculous, when I wanted to buy myself a t-shirt with a band. (It just seemed like a thing to do at the time, okay?) And I felt weird about it, because plenty of people I knew who bought t-shirts like that, loved those bands and knew more then wikipedia about them. I didn't. I had a small signs with Queen and The Beatles ony my backpack, because I liked the few songs I knew. But I’ve never considered myself a fan. I always thought of myself in the world of music as those people who sometimes surprised stumble upon a tv-show based fandom and they're shocked that people are that devoted, those fandom-strangers only watched a few episodes on the telly and yeah, it seemed nice, but come on! (In the end I bought Blind Guardian t-shirt, because I liked the band at the moment and one of my friends tried to educate me through their albums... and the t-shirt was pretty.)
This whole description of my usual views on music is necessary to understand why I found it so shocking that I'm reading an article about Bob Dylan and I recognize the album they're talking about. I'm nowhere close to remembering which song went where or even knowing all (most!) of the songs, but still. Things are getting serious.
My adventure with Bob Dylan started with a fic. (Oh, shut up. Most of the good things in life start with a fandom.) It was Play it all night long by janie_tangerine. A lovely Dean/Castiel AU filled with amazing music. In the AU Dean works in the radio on the late night show and once upon a time Cas calls and the rest is history. (Or a great fic in fact, seriously, if you at least vaguely like Dean/Cas, read it.)
I downloaded the soundtrack to this fic and some other mixes done by the author, and even in my comment I said this fic makes me listen with devotion to the music I'm not usually a great fan of. (Classic rock, mainly.) But I've made a mistake in this comment. Because while I somehow enjoyed Nick Cave and Leonard Cohen didn't make me puke either, and some other songs were nice, but not great enough to make me want get more from those authors. And I suffered through Led Zeppelin. (Don't get me started on my hatred for Led Zeppelin, it's mostly irrational anyway.) There was also Bob Dylan.
So far I downloaded few collections of Bob Dylan's songs. And not all of them I love more than life itself. (Some of them I love in a very peaceful and quite sane, collected manner.) And I was somehow disappointed with Bob Dylan himself upon reading about him a bit, but it doesn't really matter, because his music... Well, I've never been disappointed with it yet.
During this first fascination, I deleted all the songs from my phone and uploaded all I had from Dylan. For weeks I've only listened to him when I was listening to the music on my phone and I always do, whenever I go out from the house or I'm trying to fall asleep. Then obviously I've started missing other genres and stupid pop music, but I still have more of Bob on my phone than any other artist. It turned out I can't (well, I can, but I won't) listen to Bob Dylan, when I'm really, really happy, because he gets me or maudlin and melancholic. But when I feel down, he keeps me on the safe level of melancholic and philosophical, so I can't be too bothered with my problems/bad mood. And this whole experience is so weird, I finally had to write about it.
And there's only one thing that bugs me: I still can't pick my favourite song. XD
Depending on the mood it's either "Things have changed" or "Shelter from the storm", lately it's the later, so here you have it (though it's not my favourite version):
(PS. If anyone has some Bob Dylan or good covers of Bob Dylan and would like to do some pirating sharing, let me know.)
While I've always liked music, I was never the enthusiast who has favourite albums or bands. For a long time, whether I was in my less or more shameful music phase, I couldn't even pinpoint my favourite artist. Definitely never a favourite song or Darwin forbid favourite music genre. I was always confused by questions like "So what's your favourite album?", because I barely remembered any albums of that artist I liked at the moment. I usually was a great fan of "the best of" kind of albums, because I usually liked barely a few songs and felt no need to know the rest.
It was actually ridiculous, when I wanted to buy myself a t-shirt with a band. (It just seemed like a thing to do at the time, okay?) And I felt weird about it, because plenty of people I knew who bought t-shirts like that, loved those bands and knew more then wikipedia about them. I didn't. I had a small signs with Queen and The Beatles ony my backpack, because I liked the few songs I knew. But I’ve never considered myself a fan. I always thought of myself in the world of music as those people who sometimes surprised stumble upon a tv-show based fandom and they're shocked that people are that devoted, those fandom-strangers only watched a few episodes on the telly and yeah, it seemed nice, but come on! (In the end I bought Blind Guardian t-shirt, because I liked the band at the moment and one of my friends tried to educate me through their albums... and the t-shirt was pretty.)
This whole description of my usual views on music is necessary to understand why I found it so shocking that I'm reading an article about Bob Dylan and I recognize the album they're talking about. I'm nowhere close to remembering which song went where or even knowing all (most!) of the songs, but still. Things are getting serious.
My adventure with Bob Dylan started with a fic. (Oh, shut up. Most of the good things in life start with a fandom.) It was Play it all night long by janie_tangerine. A lovely Dean/Castiel AU filled with amazing music. In the AU Dean works in the radio on the late night show and once upon a time Cas calls and the rest is history. (Or a great fic in fact, seriously, if you at least vaguely like Dean/Cas, read it.)
I downloaded the soundtrack to this fic and some other mixes done by the author, and even in my comment I said this fic makes me listen with devotion to the music I'm not usually a great fan of. (Classic rock, mainly.) But I've made a mistake in this comment. Because while I somehow enjoyed Nick Cave and Leonard Cohen didn't make me puke either, and some other songs were nice, but not great enough to make me want get more from those authors. And I suffered through Led Zeppelin. (Don't get me started on my hatred for Led Zeppelin, it's mostly irrational anyway.) There was also Bob Dylan.
So far I downloaded few collections of Bob Dylan's songs. And not all of them I love more than life itself. (Some of them I love in a very peaceful and quite sane, collected manner.) And I was somehow disappointed with Bob Dylan himself upon reading about him a bit, but it doesn't really matter, because his music... Well, I've never been disappointed with it yet.
During this first fascination, I deleted all the songs from my phone and uploaded all I had from Dylan. For weeks I've only listened to him when I was listening to the music on my phone and I always do, whenever I go out from the house or I'm trying to fall asleep. Then obviously I've started missing other genres and stupid pop music, but I still have more of Bob on my phone than any other artist. It turned out I can't (well, I can, but I won't) listen to Bob Dylan, when I'm really, really happy, because he gets me or maudlin and melancholic. But when I feel down, he keeps me on the safe level of melancholic and philosophical, so I can't be too bothered with my problems/bad mood. And this whole experience is so weird, I finally had to write about it.
And there's only one thing that bugs me: I still can't pick my favourite song. XD
Depending on the mood it's either "Things have changed" or "Shelter from the storm", lately it's the later, so here you have it (though it's not my favourite version):
Click to view(PS. If anyone has some Bob Dylan or good covers of Bob Dylan and would like to do some pirating sharing, let me know.)