Bob Dylan: You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go
Reposting an early, early entry.
You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go
I don’t know what year it was, but it was the Summer of Bob. Maybe I was thirteen. We spent our summers in Maine when we were growing up, and the first few weeks of vacation were always the same grueling chore of mowing the neglected, three-foot grass around our farmhouse with a small, pull-start mower that hadn’t self-propelled for years.
Buried In the Mix: "Shelter from the Storm"
#1 0:03 – You hear the metallic rattle of something striking the body of the guitar. This continues throughout the entire recording. A Metallic Rattling This effort with Shelter from the Storm kicked off by chance. I noticed the first of the bullets itemized below - a metallic rattling - maybe a button on Dylan’s sleeve? a pick? striking the body of the …
Sweet Home Alabama
With the exception of the last song on the last day we ever played together - which we'll come to - my experience of being in a jazz band was a parade of humiliations. My musical problem - one of my musical problems - is that I can only remember four bars at any one time. Once I learn the next four bars of that same song or any other, the musical buffer…
Muddy Waters: Mannish Boy
When Robbie Robertson asked Muddy Waters to participate in the filmed concert that was to become The Last Waltz, Muddy Waters agreed with the condition that Waters would bring his own rhythm section to back him. Robertson had explained during the negotiations that the idea of the concert was that