|By Pataphysician on Friday, May 25, 2001 - 06:53 am: Edit|
Thanks! A tape of it began circulating among collectors just a few years ago. It was recorded by Nat Hentoff, the journalist, while Dylan was on tour with The Band, and around the time he was recording "Blonde On Blonde". You can find it on the bootleg CDs "Away From The Past" and "Seven Years Of Bad Luck".
|By Marcellin on Thursday, May 24, 2001 - 04:45 pm: Edit|
Pataphysician, thanks for taking the time to type the song. It's one of the nicer things that have happened on this forum lately. I was not aware of this song. It's very enjoyable.
Let's all hoist a green glass to Bob on his sexagenarian birthday, and to Van Gogh - they are both timeless.
|By Pataphysician on Thursday, May 24, 2001 - 07:26 am: Edit|
In honor of Bob Dylan on his 60th birthday; the man who brought the tradition of Absinthe-soaked Symbolist poetry to Rock'n'Roll. An unreleased and unpublished song recorded in a hotel room in Denver on March 13, 1966:
The Painting By Van Gogh
by Bob Dylan
When I'd ask why the painting was deadly
Nobody could pick up my sign
'Cept for the cook she was always friendly
But she'd only ask "What's on your mind?''
She'd say that especially when it was raining
I'd say "Oh, I don't know''
But then she'd press and I'd say, "See that painting?
Do you think it's been done by van Gogh?''
The cook she said, "Call her Maria''
She'd always point for the slim boy to come forth
Saying, "He trades cattle it's his own idea
And he also makes trips to the north.
Have you ever seen his naked calf bleed
I'd say, "Oh no, why does it show?''
And she'd whisper in my ear that he's a half breed
And I'd say, "It's fine but can he paint like van Gogh?''
I can't remember his name, he never gave it
When I always figured he could go home
Till when he gave me his card and said, "Save it''
I could see by his eyes he was alone
And it was sad how his four leaf clover,
Drawn on his calling card showed
That it was given back to him a million times over,
And it most definitely was not done by van Gogh.
You know she often came just to please me
Though I sensed she could not understand
And she made a thing out of it by saying, "Go easy,
He's straight, but he's a very crooked straight man''
And I'd say, "Does the girl in the calendar doubt it?
And by the way is it Marilyn Monroe?''
But she just spit softly and said, "Why do you wanna know about it?''
And I'd say, "I was just wondering if she ever sat for van Gogh.''
It was either her or the straight man who introduced me
To Jeanette, Camilla's friend
Who later on falsely accused me of stealing her locket and her pen
And I said, "I don't have the locket''
She said, "You'd steal pictures of everybody's mother, I know''
And I said, "There's no locket,
No picture of any mother I would pocket,
Unless it's been done by van Gogh.''
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