Bob Dylan Bootleg Series 9

Bob Dylan irá lançar o nono volume da Bootleg Series a 19 de Outubro. Esta será a primeira versão oficial dos Witmark Demos e que contará com 47 temasque foram gravados entre 62 e 64. Dylan apresenta-se somente com uma guitarra acustica, piano e hamónica. O disco inclui versões de temas como Blowin' in the Wind, A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall e The Times The Are A-Changin'.

Imagens #07

Don Hunstein começou a interessar-se por fotografia durante a segunda guerra mundial. Depois de ter comprado uma Leica, enviava as suas fotografias para a familia, que o encorajava a seguir a carreira de fotografo. De regresso aos Estados Unidos, Hunstein tornou-se profissional, catpando imagens de concertos de música clássica, de artistas folk e mais tarde de bandas rock.

Em 1961, Bob Dylan encontrava-se nos estudios de gravação da Columbia, em Nova Iorque, e Don Hunstein tive a oportunidade de de efectuar alguns registos.

Quem quer ouvir o novo disco de Natal de Bob Dylan?

Já é possivel ouvir alguns samples do próximo disco de Bob Dylan, com temas de Natal. Não deixa de ter alguma piada ouvir algumas destas músicas tão conhecidas na voz (ou na falta dela!) de Bob Dylan. Pelo menos, os arranjos parecem ser interessantes...

Bob Dylan vai lançar novo disco dedicado ao Natal...

Segundo rumores que circulam na internet, Bob Dylan irá editar um novo disco no dia 25 de Dezembro, um álbum dedicado ao ... Natal... Segundo se consta, diversos temas já foram gravados, como por exemplo, Must Be Santa, Here Comes Santa Claus, I'Il Be Home For Christmas e O Little Town of Bethlehem. Dylan encontra-se actualmente (novamente) afastado do cristianismo, mas aparentemente, encontrando-se agora, mais ligado às suas raizes judaicas. Vamos lá ver no que isto vai dar...

Momentos de 2008 # 4

Concertos em 2008 em Portugal foram muitos e bons, e poucos os que eu assisti. Por isso este ano não farei uma lista dos melhores concertos do ano. Em abono da verdade mais valia elaborar uma dos concertos que gostaria mas não vi. Seja como for, 2008 ficou marcado pela vinda de alguns dos nomes mais importantes da música internacional. Outros nomes, aqueles que vendem “rodelas” a rodos, e que normalmente vêm desfilar o guarda roupas deixo os comentários para outros bloggers. Em Sines, houve mais uma edição do já conhecido Festival de Músicas do Mundo, que este ano comemorou a sua décima edição com um cartaz de luxo. No meio de tantos espectáculos e actividades paralelas, destaco o concerto de Rokia Traoré, considerado por muito boa gente, com um dos melhores que já aconteceram em Sines. Para os lados de Gouveia, aconteceu mais uma edição do Gouveia Art Rock, com o destaque a ir inteiramente para os veteranos Van Der Graff Generator. Em Abril, os “pais” da música industrial, os Einstürzende Neubauten, aterraram em Portugal para mais dois magníficos concertos, desta vez com o som mais condizente com os ouvidos dos espectadores. Lou Reed e Leonard Cohen também marcaram presença neste rectângulo à beira da banca rôta plantado, e no mesmo dia. Novembro e Dezembro foram meses cheios de espectáculos, com muito psicadelismo, com destaque para Wooden Shjips, Six Organs of Admittance, Sic Alps e companhia, os Lightning Bolt, os Sigur Rós e os Silver Mt. Zion, sim os que também já foram Godspeed You Black Emperor!. Bob Dylan e Neil Young provaram que velhos são os trapos, sobretudo Young, que segundo rezam as crónicas, deu aquele que é o melhor concerto da vida de muito boa gente.

Rokia Traore: Dunia

Novo disco de Bob Dylan em audição

O novo disco de Bob Dylan, o oitavo volume da série “Bootlegs”, colecção de músicas inéditas e/ou raras, é editado no próximo dia 7 de Outubro. No entanto, já se pode ouvir na íntegra no site National Public Rádio.

Hurricane

Não consigo deixar de ouvir esta canção do Bob Dylan. A música trata a estória do pugilista negra acusado erradamente de homicídio. Vale a pena ouvir e ler a letra de uma das melhores músicas de Bob Dylan.

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!
Here comes the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Three bodies lyin there does patty see
And another man named bello, movin around mysteriously.
I didnt do it, he says, and he throws up his hands
I was only robbin the register, I hope you understand.
I saw them leavin, 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.

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
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
less you wanna draw the heat.

Alfred bello had a partner and he had a rap for the cops.
Him and arthur dexter bradley were just out prowlin around
He said, I saw two men runnin out, they looked like middleweights
They jumped into a white car with out-of-state plates.
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.

Four in the mornin and they haul rubin in,
Take him to the hospital and they bring him upstairs.
The wounded man looks up through his one dyin eye
Says, whad you bring him in here for? he aint the guy!
Yes, heres the story of the hurricane,
The man the authorities came to blame
For somethin that he never done.
Put in a prison cell, but one time he could-a been
The champion of the world.

Four months later, the ghettos are in flame,
Rubins in south america, fightin for his name
While arthur dexter bradleys still in the robbery game
And the cops are puttin the screws to him, lookin for somebody to blame.
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 runnin that night?
Dont forget that you are white.

Arthur dexter bradley said, Im really not sure.
Cops said, a poor boy like you could use a break
We got you for the motel job and were talkin to your friend bello
Now you dont wanta have to go back to jail, be a nice fellow.
Youll be doin 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.

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
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.

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
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.

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.
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.

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.
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.

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