|A Los Angeles Childhood –Jour 4 – Bob Dylan L’Explosion Rock 61-66 Part 2|
|Tuesday, 19 June 2012 12:04|
In 1987 or 1988, my friend, Marie and I went in her limo with her driver Matthew out to Orange County to a Dylan concert with the opening act Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers. As we got out of the limo, we realized we were in a line of limos, the people exiting each limo about the age we were. It was the 60s again.
Now I was at this retrospective. There were high school students, most of which didn’t speak English but seemed to understand this universal language of music, of poetry, and when I asked one of them what he thought of Dylan, he pointed to his heart.
But to this wonderland of the past, it’s not just about Dylan. It’s about our relationship to him.
I spoke with one of the guards, a bass player 54 years old. He has been playing music he tells me, since very early on. He tells me of the young kids, that they “get it”. What the words mean. What it means to not be alone.
For the kids, what they liked best was the excerpts from the documentary, “Don’t Look Back”
I didn’t expect this retro to be so emotional for me, but I also could point to my heart and my tears. I recalled being 23 and living on Mt. Washington in Los Angeles, tearing up and down Crane with my partner Sue. This Dylan was our own special discovery. He sang to us. He wrote his poems, his songs just as I did back then. No I didn’t join the woman’s rock band and go off on tour, with my baby Martin. After all I was in a committed relationship. I wouldn’t do that. Would my life have been different? No telling.
When we were young we took it all so seriously. The world spins on your smile. A child woman, a love forever.
I hope this brings back some memories for you also. Write to me if you would like to at the contact information on the web site, and thank you for sharing this day 4 in Paris, and for reading Not Just A Jewish Book Blog.