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America prides itself on being a land of constant reinvention but, very often, thats a sleepy old-wine-in-new-bottles exercise. Dylan is someone whos been calling that bluff since he rolled into Greenwich Village from the rusted hills of Minnesotas Iron Range. For example, imagine if that motorcycle had rolled a few more times over him in 1966, if he ended up underneath it the way Duane Allman did. We would have lost them allJohn Wesley Harding, the joker and the thief, Lily, Rosemary, and the Jack of Heartsall of the characters that came later, including everyone he name-checks in Murder Most Foul, even the killers of JFK. The extraordinary richness of his catalogue is a direct result of the fact that he was never content with one persona telling one kind of story. He contains multitudes and he shares them with all of us.
-- Charles P. Pierce, today, upon the 80th birthday of Bob Dylan
https://www.esquire.com/news-politics/politics/a36517062/bob-dylan-80th-birthday/
rzemanfl
(29,556 posts)Ptah
(33,024 posts)mia
(8,360 posts)multigraincracker
(32,673 posts)happybird
(4,604 posts)but that might be my favorite
mia
(8,360 posts)23
[Verse 1]
Pistol shots ring out in the barroom night
Enter Patty Valentine from the upper hall
She sees the bartender in a pool of blood
Cries out, My God, they killed them all!
[Hook]
Here comes the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world
[Verse 2]
Three bodies lyin' there
Does Patty see
And another man named Bello
Moving around mysteriously
I didnt do it, he says
And he throws up his hands
I was only robbin' the register
I hope you understand
[Verse 3]
I saw them leaving, he says, and he stops
One of us had better call up the cops
And so Patty calls the cops
And they arrive on the scene
With their red lights flashin'
In the hot New Jersey night
[Verse 4]
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for the middleweight crown
Had no idea what kinda shit was about to go down
[Verse 5]
When a cop pulled him over to the side of the road
Just like the time before and the time before that
In Paterson thats just the way things go
If youre black
You might as well not show up on the street
Unless you want to draw the heat
[Verse 6]
Alfred Bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops
Him and Arthur Dexter Bradley were just out prowling around
He said, I saw two men running out
They looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates
[Verse 7]
And Miss Patty Valentine just nodded her head
Cop said, Wait a minute, boys, this ones not dead
So they took him to the infirmary
And though this man could hardly see
They told him that he could identify the guilty men
[Verse 8]
Four in the morning and they haul Rubin in
They take him to the hospital and they brought him upstairs
The wounded man looks up through his one dying eye
Says, Why did you bring him in here for?
He ain't the guy!
[Hook]
Heres the story of the Hurricane
The man the authorities came to blame
For something that he never done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world
[Verse 9]
Four months later, the ghettos are in flame
Rubins in South America, fighting for his name
While Arthur Dexter Bradleys still in the robbery game
And the cops are putting the screws to him
Lookin' for somebody to blame
[Verse 10]
Remember that murder that happened in a bar?
Remember you said you saw the getaway car?
You think youd like to play ball with the law?
Think it might-a been that fighter that you saw
Running that night?
Dont forget that you are white
[Verse 11]
Arthur Dexter Bradley said, Im really not sure
The cops said, A poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job
And were talking to your friend Bello
Now you dont want to have to go back to jail
Be a nice fellow
[Verse 12]
Youll be doing society a favor
That sonofabitch is brave and gettin' braver
We want to put his ass in stir
We want to pin this triple murder
On him
He aint no Gentleman Jim
[Verse 13]
Rubin could take a man out with just one punch
But he never did like to talk about it all that much
"Its my work", hed say, "and I do it for pay
And when its over Id just as soon go on my way"
[Verse 14]
Up to some paradise
Where the trout streams flow and the air is nice
And ride a horse along a trail
But then they took him to the jailhouse
Where they try to turn a man
Into a mouse
[Verse 15]
All of Rubins cards were marked in advance
The trial was a pig-circus
He never had a chance
The judge made Rubins witnesses
Drunkards from the slums
To the white folks who watched
He was a revolutionary bum
[Verse 16]
And to the black folks he was just a crazy nigger
No one doubted that he pulled the trigger
And though they could not produce the gun
The D.A. said he was the one
Who did the deed
And the all-white jury agreed
[Verse 17]
Rubin Carter was falsely tried
The crime was murder one,
Guess who testified?
Bello and Bradley and they both baldly lied
And the newspapers, they all went along for the ride
[Verse 18]
How can the life of such a man
Be in the palm of some fools hand?
To see him obviously framed
Couldnt help but make me feel ashamed
To live in a land
Where justice is a game
[Verse 19]
Now all the criminals in their coats and their ties
Are free to drink Martinis
And watch the sun rise
While Rubin sits like Buddha
In a ten-foot cell
An innocent man in a living hell
[Outro]
Yes thats the story of the Hurricane
But it wont be over till they clear his name
And give him back the time hes done
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world
multigraincracker
(32,673 posts)in 40 years.
I got lucky at a garage sale and found an early Dylan complete songbook for 2 bucks. Traded it to a luther to do some repairs. He said it was better than money. Like 65 songs, music and lyrics.
mia
(8,360 posts)Here's another version of the song. I've listened to it three times now and still playing....
Someone should make a movie.
In 1999, The Hurricane starring Denzel Washington
https://m.imdb.com/title/tt0174856/
Just saw that it's free on Amazon and HBO.
happybird
(4,604 posts)Denzel plays Rubin Carter. Its a damn fine movie.
dmoyer
(114 posts)rzemanfl
(29,556 posts)IcyPeas
(21,858 posts)ariadne0614
(1,727 posts)rzemanfl
(29,556 posts)ariadne0614
(1,727 posts)Hoyt
(54,770 posts)patphil
(6,169 posts)But I submit:
and one more:
And now a little blasphemy...a great cover of Highway 61 Revisited
voteearlyvoteoften
(1,716 posts)One of my all time favorites!
njhoneybadger
(3,910 posts)Cartoonist
(7,316 posts)Pisces
(5,599 posts)voteearlyvoteoften
(1,716 posts)Sunset song for my friends
Generic Brad
(14,274 posts)CaliforniaPeggy
(149,588 posts)voteearlyvoteoften
(1,716 posts)Everybody must get stoned ...
ShazamIam
(2,570 posts)housecat
(3,121 posts)greatauntoftriplets
(175,731 posts)It's the one I play repeatedly in the car. There are so many to choose from....
dweller
(23,628 posts)Gaugamela
(2,496 posts)dianaredwing
(406 posts)The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll?
blm
(113,043 posts)Because it was produced by my dear friend, Debbie, who passed away in 2016.
https://www.peterstonebrown.com/2020/07/01/good-as-i-been-to-you-debbie-gold/
housecat
(3,121 posts)ellie
(6,929 posts)I think my favorite Dylan song is Shelter from the Storm.
Edited it to add, Isis is right up there, too. I think they are tied.
randr
(12,409 posts)Today. Play list at www.kvnf.org. calls came in from across the nation as well as Mexico.
70sEraVet
(3,493 posts)scipan
(2,341 posts)Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll
We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin'
As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
Seemin' to be the chimes of freedom flashin'
Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
In the citys melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin rain
Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin constantly at stake
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
An the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
All down in taken-for-granted situations
Tolling for the deaf an blind, tolling for the mute
Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an cheated by pursuit
An we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing
Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flashed
And the hypnotic, splattered mist was slowly liftin'
Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
Condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin'
Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless, seeking trail
For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
And for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
Starry-eyed and laughin', as I recall when we were caught
Kept by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look
Spellbound and swallowed till the tollin' ended
Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones and worse
And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'
70sEraVet
(3,493 posts)A bit of a different experience listening to the song while following along with the written words.
scipan
(2,341 posts)wnylib
(21,432 posts)But, for an anti war song, I like With God on Our Side. Some of the lyrics are time specific, but others, and the theme itself, transcend time.
For humor, I love John Birch Society Blues. Those of us who lived through the Cold War can especially appreciate this one. You could substitute other words besides "communist" in the song to update it to modern conspiracy nut cases.
And, Positively 4th Street (You've Got a Lot of Nerve)
Politicalgolfer
(317 posts)Cool.....I will lift a glass to him tonight🎂🍸
mia
(8,360 posts)Tonight, and for all of your birthdays, forevermore!
Politicalgolfer
(317 posts)😊
whopis01
(3,510 posts)Devilsun
(200 posts)speak easy
(9,238 posts)Bev54
(10,047 posts)But damn; 80? I am starting to feel old.
BobTheSubgenius
(11,563 posts)I was not at all surprised to see his name at the bottom. What a great and literate tribute!
WiseElder
(132 posts)TexasBushwhacker
(20,174 posts)A lot of people have covered this one, but RL Burnside's version is my favorite
Beausoleil
(2,843 posts)Even after all these years listening to Dylan, I still run across songs I had no idea he wrote.
Tommy Carcetti
(43,173 posts)Love the steel guitar hook in it.
Upthevibe
(8,038 posts)Lay, Lady, Lay is also my favorite and I LOVE many of his songs. There's just something so special about this one....
AuntieKatie
(2,162 posts)I remember the day I bought the album and rushed home to play it!
Danmel
(4,913 posts)Tikki
(14,557 posts)Tikki
Brother Buzz
(36,416 posts)rzemanfl
(29,556 posts)Brother Buzz
(36,416 posts)He wore out his VCR tape watching it over and over again, "Genius. Pure genius, even the title is a palindrome!".
zanana1
(6,110 posts)Personal favorite.