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It's great that Dylan invented the electric guitar and songs with lyrics and ascended to heaven on the wings of angels and all, but can anybody actually listen to his so-called music without visibly wincing?
Not me, for sure. The Times They Are A Changing was a kind of song of the epoch, but I revisited Hwy 61 recently and was appalled by how pathetic it all was.
Of course my musical tastes have not yet arrived at the sixties, but I am getting there. Today I am listening to the Count Basie band of 1957.