Vanity Fair spills Bob's brain onto the page. It's kind of cool, no?
I raided the library for all my missing Dylan and am spending the evening rediscovering Infidels. You've got to admit Mark Knopfler did a hell of a job. I like this album, including all the strange political references and polished production. Hey, at least man's done naming all the animals.
I've also discovered that I missed celebrating International Talk Like Bob Dylan Day, but there's always next year.
