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December 1st, 2004 Mark Baumgarten | Music Stories
 

NOTHING IS REVEALED

Bob Dylan has lied to us for years. Can two new explorations of his life offer a grain of truth?

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If reading a memoir is a leap of faith that demands a belief in the veracity of the author, then reading a Bob Dylan memoir is a foolish leap into a twisting kaleidoscope of half-truths. No one who picks up the pop icon's Chronicles and reads as far as the seventh page can deny that Dylan might just be taking them for a ride.

There Dylan writes about his first encounter with the head of publicity for Columbia Records, when he was a then-unknown 20-year-old. He says he told the man who would spread Dylan's story across the nation that he was from Illinois, worked construction in Detroit, played folk music, came to New York by way of boxcar and was unmatched by any singer in existence. That last statement was true, concedes Dylan, the memoir writer; "the rest of it, though, was pure hokum--hophead talk."

This is Dylan, the untrustworthy narrator, at his best, revealing a lie while possibly telling another. How, after all, could Dylan, who was recording his self-titled debut filled with folk standards at the time, deny being a folk singer?

The folksinger question is just one example of the kind of evasiveness that has loomed large over Dylan's canon of work: Did the singer stop being a folkie when he picked up the electric guitar and dropped the protest songs? Or was he ever really a folk singer? These questions and others that Dylan has posed by accident or calculation have fueled the fanaticism that has kept the artist in the public consciousness during even his dreariest career slumps.

And it is, no doubt, what makes so enticing the publication of his memoirs and the just-opened exhibit, Bob Dylan's American Journey, 1956-1966 at Seattle's Experience Music Project. Music lovers seek answers about one of our era's great voices, and you'd think these fresh explorations of his life and career would offer some revelations. In theory, of course, that's true.

As its title suggests, the EMP exhibit focuses on the singer's life from 1956 until 1966, and the gaps in what is known about the singer's early years have mostly been filled in by historians, biographers and Dylan himself, the evidence provided in an interactive maze of photographs, videos and artifacts. On display, there's the high-school yearbook from Hibbing, Minn., where Dylan, born Robert Zimmerman, grew up. There's the Double-O Martin acoustic for which he traded his electric guitar after moving to Minneapolis and discovering folk music. And then there's Dylan's original copy of Woody Guthrie's autobiography, Bound for Glory, a book which solidified Dylan's love for the rail-blazing folkie and precipitated his move to New York City to meet his hero.

These artifacts are classic museum pieces, the exhibit is extensive, and the commentary is astute, if a bit hyperbolic. Here, a constructed narrative presents a seamless progression of the artist's move from hard-strumming folk apprentice to international superstar. But gaps in the singer's story are also displayed, the kind of little white lies that reveal more about Dylan than any number of dusty old photographs could.

For example, take a closer look at the program from his first-ever New York concert, held Nov. 4, 1961, at the Carnegie Chapter Hall, wherein Dylan casts himself as a state-hopping troubadour who played guitar and piano in carnivals--a contradiction of the singer's straight path from playing Minnesota coffeehouses to New York clubs. And then there are the articles about the infamous motorcycle accident that took Dylan off the world stage, starting a second, reclusive phase of his career. If his brandishing the electric guitar on the 1966 tour answered the folk question with a resounding no, Dylan's sudden disappearance from the public stage later that year asked a set of new, more uncomfortable questions: Was he in rehab? Had he lost his muse? Did he even care about the counterculture he helped create?

If his songs are the backbone of Dylan's work, this ambiguity is the heart of his fame, the source of power for a man on a whirlwind existential trip, asking listeners to question the truth of God, government and an emerging national popular culture. To reveal the truth would erode some of the artist's power, exposing him as little more than a man.

In his memoir, Chronicles, Volume One, Dylan mostly manages to avoid revelations, addressing the supposed motorcycle accident that redirected his career with less description than he offers when describing the recording of a guitar line for an unreleased song. But what the musician does explain is why he was attracted to folk music in the early days of his career.

Writing about his first encounter with the music of Woody Guthrie, Dylan focuses not on the political consciousness embedded in the lyrics, but on style--the influence of Guthrie's diction and the rhythm of his poetry. Dylan writes that Guthrie's songs "had the infinite sweep of humanity in them," considering the folkie subject matter as a songwriting technique, not something burning inside the artist. And in this moment, one of the greatest musical icons of the 20th century reveals himself as a lowly poseur.

Or maybe that's just what he wants you to think.


Chronicles, Volume One by Bob Dylan (Simon & Schuster, 304 pages, $24)

Bob Dylan's American Journey, 1956-1966 is on display until Sept. 5, 2005, at Seattle's Experience Music Project. Go to www.emplive.com for more information.

 
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12.03.2004 at 10:00 Reply
Nothing Is Revealed?People like you drive me crazy. When will people finally realize that it is not important to know every single fact and figure to the n'th degree? You all remind me of little men tapping their fingers on the blackboard demanding that we be drawn down to your level of the microcosim. I, for one, will read between the lines when Mr. Dylan speaks and try to look at the larger picture he has been trying to paint for us all. His private life is his and his alone and we should be glad that he seems to be opening up a little more and letting us in. It is because of people like you that he has had to hide behind the smoke and mirrors. I'll tell you this; you can listen to as many songs as you like, till your ears fall off i suppose, but until you learn how to play a guitar, sing and try to write some songs of your own, you'll never know what went through Bob's mind when he heard woody for the first time and you have no business speculating about it. Give the guy a break for God's sake! Everything is revealed to those who look with their hearts.—Bill Grenfell /New Hampshire

 

12.03.2004 at 10:00 Reply
Baumgarten just doesn't get Bob DylanBaumgarten's focus on the perceived lies of Bob Dylan shows how successful Dylan has been in showing up the most illiterate of journalists, which now must include Mark Baungarten. Dylan has always denied being a folk singer, Mark. This is nothing new. Dylan's descriptive and colorful wordplay was meant to deflect being pigen-holed and to keep the prying into his life. Maybe Dylan overreached in this area or is insecure or is truly the most private of celebrities. No matter, he comes clean in 'Chronicles'. He shows an awareness of what has gone on and is going on around him in a way only a celebrity as Dylan can. His motorcycle accident was explained quite well. Why do you need to know how the recovery happened? It is well known that this event allowed Dylan to escape the "rat race" as he himself calls it. Previous descriptions of this event agree on that. And if you can't figure it out that Dylan has something burning inside, you'll never understand what would drive a person to pursue a path that had no guarantees and, in its time, was truly a path less travelled. A lowly poseur? I should think not.—Barry Veverka-Brownlie

 

12.04.2004 at 10:00 Reply
Mark Baumgarten's Review, "Nothing is revealed" about Bob DylanMark, I think that you are onto something. Bob Dylan has always been slippery like fish, and his identity changes like that of a chameleon. When it comes to telling the truth, I have never trusted anything that Bob has said about himself or anyone else! He's a nice jewish boy from an upper middle class Jewish family and he has never owned that publically. he made up different stories about what he did before he came to New York. He's a hustler and he has hustked us all! He continually changes his stories like he changes the arrangements of his songs. He is a shapeshifter, if you will. He refuses to be defined definitively by anyone, and he won't be frozen in time. He is always moving, so who knows that what Bob says about his early days in New York and everything else in Chronocles is the truth?For example, in Chroniclkes Bob says that in the 60s, he wanted a normal 9 to 5 job and to be a amily man. Yet there is nothing in any songs before the album New Morning which would lead anyone to believe that. Does the singer/song writer who wrote Visions of Johanna Gates of Eden sound remotely like a 9 to 5 oerson? As well, Boib has said that he always wanted to be a rock star, but that an accoustic guitar was simpler to deal with to get his career off the ground. Dylan wrote his own songs early on and he sang them accompanied by playing the guitar and harmonica. Was he a folksinger? If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck and talks like a duck, is it a duck? I think so, but Bob seems to take great pleasure in saying "That is not the case. I was never a folk singer. I wasn't a protest singer. I didn't wrote protest songs. I never wanted to be a prophet - I never wrote anything that could possibly make anyone think that I wanted to be a prophet, or that I was a mystic, or that I could see into the future etc". But, again, if it looks like a duck, and talks like a duck and walks like a duck, it's a duck! I can recite many lyrics from various songsfrom Dylan's oevre whose imagry etc clearly invite the listener to think that Bob is a mystic with a special connection to divinity. He is being disingenuous to the extreme when he wiggles out of the roile of the prophet. So why does Bob continually lie to his fans and the media about his intentions? I think he is teaching all of us a valuable Buddhist spiritual lesson: everything is empty> There is no body, there are no feelings or thoughts or sensations and ego is an illusion. There really is no Bob Dylan. Bob Dylan is a chimera. The songs are real and brilliant, but Bob has claimed many times that he doesn't write his songs, that he is merely a channel for the music and lyrics. Of course tomorrow, he might say something entirely different. That's because, in Buddhism, an ongoing, fixed personality, self-conscousness, identity, ego, whatever you want to call it, is an illusion of the mind. I rest my case. Louis Solnicki—Louis Solnicki

 

12.04.2004 at 10:00 Reply
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Mark BaumgartenThis reviewer needs to get a life/a clueI have never read a review more seeking it's own justification. There's something happening and you don't know what it is, DO YOU Mr Baumgarten!—Stuart Currie

 

07.06.2011 at 12:54 Reply

He has lived the life most of us would have if we had been savvy/brave enough. So obviously he must be pilloried for that. I love the human race. No prophet has ever made it out alive here.

 

 
 

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