Saturday, October 10, 2020
"Blood on the Tracks is the breakup album everyone talks about, the one Jakob Dylan has called “my parents talking,” the devastating story of a man whose wife leaves him unexpectedly one night, and his only recourse is to wail about it for 51 minutes. But I realized, upon listening to the album recently, that I had been so blinded by Dylan’s brilliance that I had totally overlooked Sara’s side of the story: The man was probably absolutely insufferable to live with."
Joan Baez still speaks of him fondly, but Joan Baez is pretty close to being a saint. Suze Rotolo's A Freewheeling Time is affectionate and forgiving. That said, the character(s) in Blood on the Tracks would cetainly be pretty hard to take. I suppose the same could be said of many artists, of course: the fact of their self-absorbtion is, after all, why they believe that their work has meaning.