Yesterday's post was prompted in part by the fact I've had Tempest in daily rotation since acquiring it on Thursday evening, so all things Dylanesque have been on my mind.
And is Tempest as good as the rave reviews say it is? Simply, yes. But isn't it tiresome the way critics compare albums like they are attempting the draw up some kind of league table? Just listen, and celebrate.
Normally I don't tear up at Dylan songs, though I have plenty of other visceral reactions. But Roll On John got to me on the first listen. It's hard to put up barriers against tenderness and truth combined.
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