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Somewhere there is an alternate universe where the sun rises in the east, where the Chicago Cubs keep winning the World Series, and where there is a critic who will knock Bob Dylan.
He wrote some good songs, but I know of no other artist where there is such a large gap between the cogniscenti and the average person. No other artist where, if the cogniscenti didn't know it was Dylan, they'd look at the lyrics and say, "What is this crap?"