Josh’s Musings – Blonde on Blonde

Bob Dylan – Blonde on Blonde: 4 stars

Precon: I know it’s one of, if not the most highly regarded Dylan album, but I’ve never heard it. I always think of that scene in High Fidelity where Jack Black is taking a customer through the store and telling him what records to buy and he’s like “Dude, you don’t have Blonde on Blonde? Don’t worry, it’s gonna be all right, it’s gonna be all right.” The first time I saw that I was embarrassed because I didn’t know Blonde on Blonde at all, but I got over that. After all, I like Dylan. Blood on the Tracks is in my desert island record collection. I figured I would get to Blonde eventually, and now that day has come.

Favorite Track: Obviously Five Believers. That riff is kind of generic but I love it.

Favorite Super Dylany Track: One of Us Must Know. This one just oozes Dylan. If you don’t like the way he sings, you’re really gonna hate this one.

Least Favorite: Rainy Day Women #12 & 25. I’ve known this song about as long as I’ve known who Dylan was, I just thought it was called “Everybody Must Get Stoned” like I’m sure 95% of people did at some point. It’s funny because I knew the most famous song off this album was called “Rainy Day Women,” I just didn’t have that last piece of the puzzle. I never liked this song, and after realizing its true identity, I’m kind of mad at it to boot. I’ve learned from Wikipedia that it references a bible passage, which makes it a little more interesting, but it still rubs me the wrong way. The horns and the general construction of it are just annoying.

Notes:
I can see why this is a classic Dylan album. He’s at his Dylaniest throughout, and every track is at least decent. It doesn’t reach Blood on the Tracks level for me, but it very well could settle in at number 2 on my Dylan charts. Glad I finally gave it a listen.

Josh (49 Posts)

He may look like just an ordinary pizza flingin’ oven jockey, but no—this dude can lay the smack down with the bets of em’. He’s Josh, the "Brick Oven", and he’s the owner and head cook at Josh’s Joint. Who does he lay the smack down on exactly? His customers, that’s who. Order something the wrong way—catch a body blow. Ask for extra garlic in a rude manner—smack to your grill space. Walk into his joint like you own the place—your head goes through the soda fountain machine right quick. This motherfu*ker doesn’t mess around. He once gave a dude an atomic wedgie and stuffed his face in a toilet just for calling him “chief”. Come in his restaurant talkin’ bout, “can I get some garlic knots”, while he’s watching Judge Judy, and you just might get your ass handed to you with a side of Josh’s famous pizza sauce. If by some miracle you are able to duck his punches or fight off his attacks, you then might be invited to his afterhours fight club, which he holds in the back alley behind the restaurant.


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