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“I heard one of the other people, a young woman who stood in line ahead of me, remark to him that along with Bob Dylan, Percy was her biggest hero. That got him out of his chair to give her a big hug.”

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  1. Rufus McCain says

    We need to track down this young woman.

  2. Thanatos is, in many ways, the perfect entree into Percy if you’re a Catholic reader wary of “modern” Catholic writers.

    On the other paw, Lancelot ought to be hidden away from you, if you are such a reader, until well after the others have been read, reread, and rereread.

    JOB

  3. Great article. And it’s so crazy you should post this, Matthew! Funny story: I was visiting my friend up in Knoxville last weekend who has a friend who works in the music business and is a sound guy for Bob Dylan, or who was a sound guy working somewhere Bob Dylan was playing, anyway… Bob Dylan is sitting there on a stool one afternoon on the side of the stage listening to his ishuffle, waiting for everything to be in place, ready to do a sound check. When everything is ready, Bob Dylan takes off the iShuffle, sets it down on the stool, picks up his guitar, and walks over to the mic. Afterwards, he walks away with his guitar. My friend’s friend meanders over to the stool, ganks the iShuffle, and meanders on over to his computer, where he rips all of the music off of it. Then he returns the iShuffle to Bob Dylan. Now maybe this was actually a friend of my friend’s boss. Yes, that’s it: My friend who lives in Knoxville works for a guy who is friends with this guy who works for Dylan, or who works (or worked) somewhere Dylan was playing. The sound guy ganks the iShuffle, rips the music, shares it with my friend’s boss, who shares it with my friend, who loads it up on a handy little thumb drive and shares it with me. And that’s how I’ve been listening to Bob Dylan’s personal music library for the last week, ever since I attended the Antiques Roadshow in Knoxville. But that’s a whole other story. Crazy, huh?

    • Matthew Lickona says

      I’m pretty sure we require a playlist.

      • Angelico Nguyen, Esq., OP says

        Or, if you scruple over the possibility of betraying a confidence by revealing the full playlist, I’m pretty sure that all we really require is your confirmation of either the obvious inclusion (on the one hand), or the inexplicable omission (on the other), of one song in particular.

      • I’ll put the tunes on a CD and mail them out to anyone who’s curious. Just let me know!

        I mean, I feel bad. What if I post the playlist online and then it shows up in a Rolling Stone interview?

        “Yeah, there was the girl, this girl over at Korrektiv, who published what I was listening to on my iPod, because someone stole my music. Used to be a time when theft was theft but all the old lines are blurred, you know? You never get used to people wanting a piece of you, no matter how old you are. Funny thing is she’ll listen to those songs and think she knows something more about me. People have always been looking for more to know but it’s a drag, see, because they should be looking for more to know about themselves, way I see it.”

  4. That paragraph by Ellen needs to be printed somewhere in order that some future generation can relearn good writing.

  5. By the way, I saw McCartney last week. Needless to say, it was fantastic (lots of Beatles songs, included John and George songs). What strikes you is how gracious the guy is. Really gives the audience what they want, never mind its probably the same jokes and stories every show; it doesn’t matter. They man really knows the motions of love. Leonard Cohen was the same way; a three and a half hour show, lots of showmanship, all at the age of 73. Dylan has always been great with his fans in his own way, but increasingly so. They are all smart enough to realize that we all have jobs and lives and we don’t care that much about self-pitying concert tour woes.

    Great post.

  6. Sorry for the spelling and grammar issues.

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