Every artist owns a vision of the world, and he shouts his protest when he sees evil mangling that vision. One result was that the young Bob Dylan read it and invited me to his first concert at Town Hall; the result was a kind of friendship that years later led to my liner notes for 'Blood on the Tracks.' He was not the only one, of course; he is not the only one now. No. Bob Dylan asked Hamill to write the liner notes for "Blood on the Tracks," winning Hamill a Grammy. For all the melancholic pain, unresolved questions, shattered memories, wasted times, unrequited dialogs, and weary regret within, Blood on the Tracks remains as daring as it is reflective. Adoro la música de Dylan y este disco en especial View credits, reviews, tracks and shop for the 1975 Black Liner Notes Vinyl release of Blood On The Tracks on Discogs. I'm a DJ in Bridgeport, CT at a radio station....I have my own personal copy of a first edition BLOOD ON THE TRACKS- I went to play it again and I forgot that my LP has the Side A and Side B labels reversed????? In the teargas in 1968 Chicago, they hurled Dylan at the walls of the great hotels, where the infected drew the blinds, and their butlers ordered up the bayonets. Liner Notes - Pete Hamill, New York, 1974 Liner notes: Tangled Up In Blue from the album Blood On The Tracks. Tossed on a pilgrim tide. Dylan doesn't fall in. Dylan knows that such a wind is the deadliest enemy of art. Blood on the Tracks serves, in short, as a consummate expression of love’s darker sides and the consequences of what happens when dreams unravel. As of 2004, Blood On The Tracks was the #96 best-selling album of the 70s. Land where the poets died.He had remained, in front of us, or writing from the north country, and remained true. If memory serves me, this became known as the 'Dewdrop' cover and was quickly withdrawn Has anyone else come across these covers? It is a hard, cold-blooded poem about the survivor's anger, as personal as anything ever committed to a record. The original version of the album was even quieter -- first takes of "Idiot Wind" and "Tangled Up in Blue," available on The Bootleg Series, Vols. But he must also tell us the vision. In my world, Dylan is very much the pop entertainer and more in tune to someone like David Bowie than the 1960s Folk Music scene. One of Dylan's Blood on the Tracks era notebooks was reported to be stolen from him, and eventually donated to the Morgan Library in New York, where Dylanologists have analyzed it. Columbia Records Pressing Plant, Santa Maria pressing denoted by "S" etch in runouts. Pete Hamill essay from the original back cover of Blood On The Tracks In the end, the plague touched us all. Just picked up the record but no sleeve...many thanks - Hamish Champ, The 100 Best-Selling Albums of the 70s, 2004. There is no politician anywhere who can move anyone to hope; the plague recedes, but it is not dead, and the statesmen are as irrelevant as the tarnished statues in the public parks. Used by Permission. The words are about "flowers on the hillside bloomin' crazy/Crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme..." A girl, red-haired and melancholy, begins to smile. Blood On The Tracks I appear to have a copy of the original pressing BUT it is a promo copy. Not the Buckinghams version - but has DEMONSTRATION NOT FOR SALE in black stamped on the front and back - with an oddly shaped corner cut.

It is not his voice that has grown richer, stronger, more certain; it is Dylan himself. New Submission The compression of story is masterful, but its real wonder is in the spaces, in what the artist left out of his painting. The infected young men machine-gunned babies in Asian ditches; they marshalled metal death through the mighty clouds, up above God's green earth, released it in silent streams, and moved on, while the hospitals exploded and green fields were churned to mud. Its products live on the covers of magazines, in all of television, if the poisoned air and dead grey lakes. It turned up again in America, breeding in-a-compost of greed and uselessness and murder, in those places where statesmen and generals stash the bodies of the forever young. It was not confined to the Oran of Camus. I'd never seen one, though, until I was going through a friend's records recently. He is only a troubadour, blood brother of Villon, a son of Provence, and he has survived the plague. Don't mistake him for Isaiah, or a magazine cover, or a leader of guitar armies. Notes This is the first-issue with liner notes in black font on rear cover. Now we are getting Dylan's vision, rich and loamy, against which the world moved so darkly. But a song which conjures up the American road, all the busted dreams of open places, boxcars, the Big Dipper pricking the velvet night. Just picked up the RSD NYC mix Test press. Does anyone have a spare sleeve? The infected young men machine-gunned babies in Asian ditches; they marshalled metal death through the mighty clouds, up above God's green earth, released it in silent streams, and moved on, while the hospitals exploded and green fields were churned to mud.And here at home, something died. The bacillus moved among us, slaying that old America where the immigrants lit a million dreams in the shadows of the bridges, killing the great brawling country of barnstormers and wobblies and home-run hitters, the place of Betty Grable and Carl Furillo and heavyweight champions of the world.

They failed, as artist generally do, but in some ways Dylan has kept their promise.Now he has moved past them, driving harder into self. His song becomes our song because we live in those spaces. To state things plainly is the function of journalism; but Dylan sings a more fugitive song: allusive, symbolic, full of imagery and ellipses, and by leaving things out, he allows us the grand privilege of creating along with him.