This is the only Bob Dylan song that I really trip to. Somehow along with the Beatles, the Who, Rolling Stones, Dylan is also around in the list of music that I haven't heard and more importantly don't listen to. With Bob, if he'd pardon the familiarity, it's his voice that drives me up the wall. He is a brilliant poet and a musician, granted. I've even liked Axl's screeching on Knocking on Heaven's door, surprised folks by knowing the lyrics of Times they are a'changing (Simon and Garfunkel version) and of course sworn by the Dave Matthews Band cover of All along the Watchtower (which with the violin and sax solos beats even Hendrix's, then again my take).
That version is what we successfully assasinated. Note to self: check new guitar strings for tuning after every song. And some men can growl, some can't. I lean to the right of that sentence. Don't feel like going on about how I'll miss bangalore (as opposed to how I want to do miss bangalore) and how I hate Delhi (though I'm guessing I'll want to do miss delhi too) so I'll leave you with this video. Be patient and wait till it gets to the chorus.
