Bob Fucking Dylan

Oct 09, 2005 21:35

1500 words on Bob Dylan's "My Back Pages"

ARG. Of course, I picked this song because its brilliant, but its impossible to write brilliantly on someone else's brilliant work unless you yourself are brilliant.

Question: What does "Crimson flames tied through my ears / Rollin' high and mighty traps / pounced with fire on flaming roads / Using ideas as my maps / 'We'll meet on edges, soon,' said I / Proud 'neath heated brow" mean?????

The rest of the song I can pretty much interpret but this first part is still a mystery. The crimson flames between his ears bit is talking about anger, and then ideas as my maps means that he was using all these things to get him where he wanted to go but he didn't really agree with them maybe.

The overall meaning of the song is this: A while ago I was all up on some guy's grill about these civil rights and equality and blah blah blah, but turns out I was just an idiot and I don't really think that stuff. I was too old for my skin and now I understand the world so much better so I'm gonna write songs about love 'n shit cause that's how I really feel. That frikin' folk music cult was all up on me being like, "ooh you're soo good, you really know how we feel," and I was like, check that, you don't know me, don't try and define me, no one can define Bob Dylan. At the same time these other people were like, we're oppressed, we can't vote and white people suck and I was like, yeah they do so I'll write some songs about it. But now I see that the world is a much bigger place and there are deeper things wrong with the world. I'm gonna write some songs about that. Peace.
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