Not sure what to think of this one.
Not sure what to think of this one.
"Literature", huh...what a joke the Nobel prizes have become.
That's even less deserved than Obama's Nobel Peace Prize.
The greatest songwriter of all time. Very well deserved.
Like a Rolling Stone!!!!
i'd offer some slight kudos for jagger naming band after part of one of his lyric
are any of rest of his lyrics worth reading ( not listening - his voice is utter crap ) ?
then again, some 90y nobel literature guy just died last 1 or 2 days ago & his bio seemed to make it looked like he was alumnus el presidente of clown college ?!
does this prize get given out nearly as nonsensically as the peace one ?!
Hemingway, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Toni Morrison, Isaac Beshevis Singer, Saul Bellow, Sohlzentsyn, Samuel Beckett, Jean Paul Sartre, John Steinbeck, Camus, Winston Churchill, Bertrand Russel, Sinclair Lewis. A bunch of other lesser starsDylan fits right in. Top echelon of the group. He changed the world. From 1962 to 1975, he accomplished plenty. From 64 to 66, he was like nobody else.
calculo wrote:
does this prize get given out nearly as nonsensically as the peace one ?!
I'd like to know what Art Garfunkel thinks?
Art is a bibliophile and has kept a document of every book he's ever read since about 1965 (below)
http://www.artgarfunkel.com/library/list1.html
Preliminary reports from a Dylan Las Vegas concert has him not mentioning it.
Rightfully, so.
Bob Dylan once sang and offered the song "Lay Lady Lay" to
Phil and Don Everly, " There’s an oft-repeated story that when the Everly Brothers heard it they mistook it for a song about lesbians, and [Don] turned it down. That was based on a mishearing. With the lyrics printed on hundreds of Dylan web sites we can see it isn’t so… but where does the song take us?"
Don thought Dylan was singing about lesbianism.
"lay lady lay...lay your head on my big right breast."
Man Overboard wrote:
"Literature", huh...what a joke the Nobel prizes have become.
A prize for peace named after the inventor of smokeless gunpowder was always a joke.
calculo wrote:
i'd offer some slight kudos for jagger naming band after part of one of his lyric
Hard to tell if you are serious or not. The Rolling Stones predate the song by several years and were named after a Muddy Waters song.
Joke. Dylan should have been jailed as a public nuisance every time he tried to "sing".
I'm a big Dylan fan, but the Nobel prize? Come on, man.
Jonathan Franzen, the author, said: "It’s a bitter disappointment to those of us who hoped that Morrissey would win this year. But it gives us hope for next year."
Great, now all the self serious Dylan fans will have another reason to believe in their own BS. Said as a non self serious Dylan fan.
The Rolling Stones were named after a Muddy Waters record, and in 1962.
Dylan didn't write "Like A Rolling Stone" until 1965
Well-deserved. I think he's one of the greatest artistic geniuses of all time.
Man Overboard wrote:
"Literature", huh...what a joke the Nobel prizes have become.
Precisely.
Completely political.
Although this is one of those BS fake Nobels. So whatever
Positively deserved! The Nobel Committee should be applauded for being so enlightened...The Times They are changing.
The Nobel committee for literature has made enormous errors on many occasions. This can be justified on certain terms, while picking random European writers nearly every year cannot. Thomas Pynchon is a giant in literature and is ignored apparently because he is not European. David Foster Wallace was ignored during his short life. Obviously, Nabokov and Joyce are among the titans never to win one.
Churchill as a history writer was absolute garbage. Dylan at least constitutes an award for all the songwriters out there, as a synthesis of folk and blues and rock. His voice is terrible if you have traditional standards, while it is unarguably distinctive, memorable, and influential.
The lyrics, for lyrics, are pretty great at times, especially early:
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Yes, and how many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, and how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Yes, and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, and how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take 'till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
And:
Come gather 'round people where ever you roam
And admit that the waters around you have grown
And accept it that soon you'll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin'
Then you better start swimmin' or you'll sink like a stone,
For the times they are a' changin'!
Come writers and critics who prophesy with your pen
And keep your eyes wide the chance won't come again
And don't speak too soon for the wheel's still in spin
And there's no tellin' who that it's namin'
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a' changin'!
Come senators, congressmen please heed the call
Don't stand in the doorway don't block up the hall
For he that gets hurt will be he who has stalled
There's a battle outside and it's ragin'
It'll soon shake your windows and rattle your walls
For the times they are a' changin'!
Come mothers and fathers throughout the land
And don't criticize what you can't understand
Your sons and your daughters are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin'
Please get out of the new one if you can't lend your hand
For the times they are a' changin'!
The line it is drawn the curse it is cast
The slow one now will later be fast
As the present now will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin'
And the first one now will later be last
For the times they are a' changin'!