Highway 61 Revisited

Highway 61 Revisited

Highway 61 Revisited

Ok, guess I’m going first. The album that we are starting with is “Highway 61 Revisited“.  It was released in 1965 by Bob Dylan.  After you listen to it, post your thoughts here.


  • Mr Arn

    Seems like most songs use the same words over and over. This album doesn’t do that, each song tells a story. The songs are poems put to music.
    My favorite is:

    Oh God said to Abraham, “Kill me a son”
    Abe says, “Man, you must be puttin’ me on”
    God say, “No.” Abe say, “What?”
    God say, “You can do what you want Abe, but
    The next time you see me comin’ you better run”
    Well Abe says, “Where do you want this killin’ done?”
    God says, “Out on Highway 61.”

    For whatever reason this verse hangs in my head and fills me with questions. Not just about god, but every because I told so rule or idea.

    Bob Dylan doesn’t have the best voice, but he does have a style that’s grown on me over the years. This is one of his best albums. However it’s not top 40 radio material nor it it for everyone.

  • veggirl

    I have to say I did like it, although I expected to like it more than I did. I wanted there to be more ballad style songs. I think I expected songs to be like boots of spanish leather. However, that being said, it put me in the mood for a road trip. It was like a CD that you would listen to on the open highway. As far as the lyrics being poetry there were two songs that I thought could stand alone as page poems: Tombstone blues and Desolation Row. I also thought the song that Joni Mitchell did was better done by Dylan, he did it first huh? The Tom Thumb’s blues one. Overall I thought it was well written and I like Dylan’s voice and intonation, it adds an unmistakable honest character to the music.

  • Tom Manny

    I really like the melody right off the jump with Like a Rolling Stone and then again with Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues. Like a Rolling Stone was my favorite track and it reminded me of something Springsteen. I also am always into the fall from grace idea. We could all be homeless one day. You never know. It seemed almost political and like a commentary on the United States being generous but then ending up greedy and lost. Unfortunately, I don’t do well with most art like this. The symbolism and the absurd is way over my head. Ballad of a Thin Man completely reminded me of the movie Factory Girl. It is based on Andy Warhol, Bob Dylan, and Edie Sedgwick. He had this flat where artists would get together and live and just create anything they felt like. Anyway, there is always half naked women and paint and animal and all sorts of crazy everywhere. Outsiders would come in and just be completely out of place in this bizarre room. I feel like I am Mr. Jones when I listened to this CD. Just like the song says, There is something going on with this album, but I don’t know what it is.
    “And dropping a barbell, he points to the sky saying, The sun’s not yellow. It’s chicken.” If that isn’t venturing into the absurd I don’t know what is.
    “You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns when they all come down and did tricks for you.” We lose sight of the big picture and the lives of others during or interactions of mere entertainment.

  • MizCheezy

    Since I listened to this one on the road it was perfect. The sound of his voice and the harmonica go well out in the open country. The lyrics were nice, but to be honest I probably didn’t understand some, I just didn’t go too deep into thinking about them. It made me laugh when I heard “The sun’s not yellow, it’s chicken” it sticks in my mind. Would I listen to this again? No probably not considering it’s not quite how this stone rolls, but I do recommend this for driving music.

  • Mr Arn

    I’m going to try and watch “Factory Girl” this weekend.

    Tombstone Blues is music as done by “Salvador Dalí ” the images are sharp and distorted. You need to add the previous line for this image to form.

    ‘The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly / Saying, ‘Death to all those who would whimper and cry’ / And dropping a barbell he points to the sky / Saying, ‘The sun’s not yellow / it’s chicken’,