saw dylan last night … it was the best show i have seen or heard.. ever.

i hung out backstage with charlie sexton and tony garnier and the rest of the band before the show and soaked in the shred of eventual wondermint. it was curious for the likes of someone who began listening to the man when he was 14 .. me .. but when he was on stage it all becomes clear and made more sense then ever.

it was outdoors. the monsoon storm circled the perimeter at sunset. the light was stunning and soon so was the lightning. a soft rain fell as if to adorn the crowd there with slight relief from the usual swelter. but bob wore a heavy long coat and thick hat. it had to be severely hot for him. he played his korg portable organ through a leslie and his chops were absolutely great. creative. like a painter. he measured himself like a boxer. in good shape and ready to go the rounds.

the lightning crackled on the horizon, circling.

the sound was wonderful. his voice better then i’d ever seen live. his harp thick and vital. played one song on guitar in order to show that he can .. and he could … his licks better then ever. ( it might have had flames decaled on it).

anyhow .. it also seemed like he smiled more then ever .. but that might have been a well paced rouse after so many years of not smiling much on stage .

… it worked.

i loved it .

the end.