jayeshrulz
Topic Author
Posts: 349
Joined: Sun Apr 29, 2007 7:36 pm

Any Bob Dylan Fans Here?

Thu Jan 06, 2011 7:25 am

Hey There,

Happy New Year to You all.

I need some assistance here regarding songs of Bob Dylan.

I have some poems by Dylan Thomas, the poet, and i need to find a song by Bob Dylan with a similar meaning to compare.


Do not go gentle into that good night

Do not go gentle into that good night
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.



I fellowed sleep

I fellowed sleep who kissed me in the brain,
Let fall the tear of time; the sleeper's eye,
Shifting to light, turned on me like a moon.
So, planning-heeled, I flew along my man
And dropped on dreaming and the upward sky.

I fled the earth and, naked, climbed the weather,
Reaching a second ground far from the stars;
And there we wept I and a ghostly other,
My mothers-eyed, upon the tops of trees;
I fled that ground as lightly as a feather.

'My fathers' globe knocks on its nave and sings.'
'This that we tread was, too, your father's land.'
'But this we tread bears the angelic gangs
Sweet are their fathered faces in their wings.'
'These are but dreaming men. Breathe, and they fade.'

Faded my elbow ghost, the mothers-eyed,
As, blowing on the angels, I was lost
On that cloud coast to each grave-grabbing shade;
I blew the dreaming fellows to their bed
Where still they sleep unknowing of their ghost.

Then all the matter of the living air
Raised up a voice, and, climbing on the words,
I spelt my vision with a hand and hair,
How light the sleeping on this soily star,
How deep the waking in the worlded clouds.

There grows the hours' ladder to the sun,
Each rung a love or losing to the last,
The inches monkeyed by the blood of man.
And old, mad man still climbing in his ghost,
My fathers' ghost is climbing in the rain.

Elegy

Too proud to die; broken and blind he died
The darkest way, and did not turn away,
A cold kind man brave in his narrow pride

On that darkest day, Oh, forever may
He lie lightly, at last, on the last, crossed
Hill, under the grass, in love, and there grow

Young among the long flocks, and never lie lost
Or still all the numberless days of his death, though
Above all he longed for his mother's breast

Which was rest and dust, and in the kind ground
The darkest justice of death, blind and unblessed.
Let him find no rest but be fathered and found,

I prayed in the crouching room, by his blind bed,
In the muted house, one minute before
Noon, and night, and light. the rivers of the dead

Veined his poor hand I held, and I saw
Through his unseeing eyes to the roots of the sea.
(An old tormented man three-quarters blind,

I am not too proud to cry that He and he
Will never never go out of my mind.
All his bones crying, and poor in all but pain,

Being innocent, he dreaded that he died
Hating his God, but what he was was plain:
An old kind man brave in his burning pride.

The sticks of the house were his; his books he owned.
Even as a baby he had never cried;
Nor did he now, save to his secret wound.

Out of his eyes I saw the last light glide.
Here among the light of the lording sky
An old man is with me where I go

Walking in the meadows of his son's eye
On whom a world of ills came down like snow.
He cried as he died, fearing at last the spheres'

Last sound, the world going out without a breath:
Too proud to cry, too frail to check the tears,
And caught between two nights, blindness and death.

O deepest wound of all that he should die
On that darkest day. oh, he could hide
The tears out of his eyes, too proud to cry.

Until I die he will not leave my side.

___________________________________________________________________________________

Thank you for your help!  
Keep flying, because the sky is no limit!
 
KevinL1011
Posts: 2858
Joined: Fri Mar 04, 2005 3:48 pm

RE: Any Bob Dylan Fans Here?

Thu Jan 06, 2011 9:34 am

I read those verses with marbles in my mouth and a clothes pin on my tounge but still couldn't relate them to a Dylan recording. I'll try again doing it slower.   

Maybe you're thinking of Tom Petty?
474218, Carl, You will be missed.
 
zippyjet
Posts: 5077
Joined: Tue Sep 04, 2001 3:32 pm

RE: Any Bob Dylan Fans Here?

Thu Jan 06, 2011 9:40 am

YES! The only Dylan song I detest is the one that sounds like They're Coming To Take Me Away; where the refrain is Everybody's gonna get stoned.
I'm Zippyjet & I approve of this message!
 
Superfly
Posts: 37735
Joined: Thu May 11, 2000 8:01 am

RE: Any Bob Dylan Fans Here?

Thu Jan 06, 2011 9:55 am

Quoting zippyjet (Reply 2):
Everybody's gonna get stoned.


I love that song!
EVERYBODY must get stoned!



Not a huge fan but I do admire him because he is just well......awesome!
Certainly one of the best folk/rock vocalist ever.
He's also made an impact and influence on another great vocalist.....Tom Petty!  
Bring back the Concorde
 
jayeshrulz
Topic Author
Posts: 349
Joined: Sun Apr 29, 2007 7:36 pm

RE: Any Bob Dylan Fans Here?

Fri Jan 07, 2011 10:08 am

Quoting KevinL1011 (Reply 1):
I read those verses with marbles in my mouth and a clothes pin on my tounge but still couldn't relate them to a Dylan recording. I'll try again doing it slower.

Maybe you're thinking of Tom Petty?

LOL

Nop, its not Tom, The verses are by Dylan Thomas.

Quoting zippyjet (Reply 2):
YES! The only Dylan song I detest is the one that sounds like They're Coming To Take Me Away; where the refrain is Everybody's gonna get stoned.

I dint get ya..?

Any help? Thanks  
Keep flying, because the sky is no limit!
 
propilot83
Posts: 618
Joined: Sat Jan 27, 2001 2:41 am

RE: Any Bob Dylan Fans Here?

Sat Jan 08, 2011 10:32 pm

The only song of his that I really like is "The Hurricane" Rubin Carter that song is like the best performance ever, there is some profanity involved, so I only listen to it on my MP3 player. Its really nice, I like the drums, guitar strings are cool, and the song is like a poem that lasts like 8 minutes.
 
Geezer
Posts: 1413
Joined: Wed Aug 18, 2010 4:37 am

RE: Any Bob Dylan Fans Here?

Fri Jan 14, 2011 4:35 am

Personally, I like Arlo Guthrie...............

"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIdon't want a pickle..........
"just wanna ride my moooooootorcycle !

Yeahh !
Stupidity: Doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result; Albert Einstein
 
KevinL1011
Posts: 2858
Joined: Fri Mar 04, 2005 3:48 pm

RE: Any Bob Dylan Fans Here?

Fri Jan 14, 2011 8:52 am

Quoting Geezer (Reply 6):
Personally, I like Arlo Guthrie...............

"IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIdon't want a pickle..........
"just wanna ride my moooooootorcycle !

  
Now you just go over there and take a seat on the bench labeled "Group W".
474218, Carl, You will be missed.

Who is online

Users browsing this forum: Baidu [Spider], Braybuddy, LittleFokker and 13 guests