Monday, February 25, 2008

The man, the myth, the legend


As an avid music lover and fan of legendary artists, I must write about Bob Dylan. Not just because he’s been having a stellar career for more than five decades; not because his most recent album, Modern Times, topped the album charts at number 1, making him the oldest to head those charts; not because he is a legendary American artist; and not because he’s multi-talented: playing the harmonica, keyboard and guitar. No sir, this man deserves to be written about because, at age 66, he hasn’t stopped touring, he’s still playing and hasn’t lost a beat; and I was there to see it.

I was fortunate enough to go to his concert this past Saturday at the House of Blues in Dallas. As soon as I stepped through the doors to the large concert hall, the smells of something hookah-like filled the entire auditorium. Mix this with people who have traveled miles and paid thousands for tickets to see this legendary man and you have a massive, full-blown hippie party of all ages. All concert halls at the House of Blues are built to seem smaller and more intimate, where people can see the stage from all angles. My seat was located in the balcony, and even though it was higher up than I’d like, I did get a nice view of one of the greatest artists of all time and the music was fantastic. (How could it not be?)

Before Dylan even stepped on stage, the atmosphere in the auditorium was euphoric. Audience members aged from 12 to 60 filled the concert hall’s seats and couldn’t do anything more than have a continual smile and revel in the fact that they were going to see Bob Dylan. As soon as he walked on stage, the entire audience gasped and screamed, all at the same time, creating a cacophony of excitement. He wore his typical black suit and white hat. No introduction was necessary and he immediately began to play.

A few times during the two-hour show, I had to remind myself that I really was seeing Bob Dylan live in concert. The fact that one of the most influential singer and songwriters was performing right in front of me was hard for my brain to fully comprehend. Although he couldn’t sing his songs much anymore, when he spoke the words it seemed as if his voice hadn’t really changed.

When the concert ended, the audience stood and clapped for minutes. After that nothing could really make my night any better, so I went home and listened to some more of his songs. He is incredible, he is amazing, and I want to see him again.

A lot of people can't stand touring but to me it's like breathing. I do it because I'm driven to do it. –Bob Dylan

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