Mr. Dylan

If there is one thing I could probably blog about other than the boyz, it's my love of Bob Dylan's music.  Tuesday, I drove down to Rochester, Minnesota to see my 41st Dylan show.  I've seen him in London, Los Angeles, and Memphis to name a few places.  One of the things I greatly admire about Dylan is his ability to mix things up- to constantly seek new ways to play his songs.  On the current tour, he has taken to playing a baby grand piano- and the piano sound is mixed high in the overall sound making it the most prominent thing to hear.

Like most things, Bob brings a unique quality to his piano playing.  The best description I could think of when listening Tuesday night was his sound is an awful lot like when Diego-san hops up on the baby grand piano in our living room; sort of random playing of chords and keys.  Though entirely chaotic and in the moment Diego-san's piano playing/strolling up and down the keys almost seems full of a purpose that only he can hear (or perhaps he knows his brothers aren't entirely sure what to make of the sound)- a feeling that Bob's playing also achieves.

Show number 42 is coming up in November.  I'm thinking of also attending shows 43 and 44 this year if my schedule allows...