Talkin’ Blues … glitter-chatty who wouldn’t shut up for Bob!

Despite being 80, locked-down by Covid, cashing in his songs chips and despite facing despicable accusations from a ‘space-woman’… despite being beasted by an estate that should have crashed in the levy, offering up a new book and art collection, the Ol’ Man is on the road again.

And facing the arrows of misfortune from new-style concert goers who think they are actually the stars of the show.

Yes! The influencers, the Facebookers, the twitters, the tick-tockers and middle-class chatty men and women think they are more interesting, more important and more vocally strident than Dylan himself.

For the very same reason as Bob’s been off the road, I’ve not been to one of his concerts for too long. But back in Birmingham in the UK I could see it beginning.

A Dylan concert was suddenly quite the place to be for the young and pretty things with the latest plastic glow-in-the-dark mobiles grafted to their glowling right hands.

Flash! Flash! More look-at-me! Look-at-me! Images in the waste bin of real life, the cyber-bucket.

They chatted and posed, preened and grinned, self-ied and shimmied and told their shallow famous for fifteen minutes alternative world, why they were in a concert hall.

Bob was forgotten, ignored, drowned out and insulted by this new age of plastic people so flash they wave their phone torches in the air and jingle their neon ear-rings and pearl necklaces as they throw robotic spidery shapes across the floor.

Shadows in the lights of their own making.

And then they complained that Bob didn’t really grin and chat with the audience … maybe he couldn’t get a word in edge ways!

So, have a read of more reviews (below) of Dylan |Rough and Rowdy Tour – tell us what you think, what you’ve experience – and let’s tell the glitter-chatty to shut their MOUTHS!

10th

Irving, Texas

Toyota Music Factory

March 10, 2022

Review by Mary Connell


What a night! Bob’s voice was strong and clear; set list was exactly same

as Lubbock, and he and the band were in top form. Surprisingly, Bob came
out from behind the piano to greet us six or seven times! Not a word to
the audience, or about the area, in contrast to his trend this tour.

It felt to me that he was a bit cool and standoffish, not as warm and
smiling as he has been lately. One possibility, if that was so, was that
he was not feeling the love from the audience. Being from the area, I feel
the need to apologize to Bob and the band for several distractors. One, a
woman who was front and center in the audience was shouting throughout, as
if to insist on a personal dialogue with Bob. She was so loud that
security approached her no fewer than four times during the concert (and
spoke with her numerous times before it began) and she really never
stopped. She was on her feet, arms up, dancing and calling out to Bob
almost constantly. Two, a group of four couples sat just to her left, in
the front row, center, and they talked to each other throughout the night.
The young women never looked at the stage but for the couple of times they
decided to stand and dance (I was directly behind them in the second row);
otherwise they were chattering inanely about their day to day activities.
The young men with them were in and out of the room, apparently buying
drinks or doing lines of coke or something—it did not seem that a single
one of them had a reason to be there. Third, the audience at large was not
particularly responsive—virtually no standing o’s after the first few. 

The lights were on in the audience, btw, as at other venues, so if the
purpose is for Bob to see where and how his music is landing, I can
imagine he may have felt somewhat underappreciated. 

Laurette, I looked for you but did not spot you outside before or after.
Your reviews have been delightful, last fall and this tour. I only
“discovered” Dylan in early COVID and this was my first time to see him,
and you prepared me well to know what to expect. Following your lead, I
arrived early, found the buses, stood with a few fans chatting and
watching the activity, hoping for what we knew would not happen, a
Bob-sighting. Went inside early, saw that my seat was not great (the venue
is almost flat, so mezzanine seats are not tiered enough to give a good
view.) 

When Bob thanked the audience, after Jimmy Reed, people literally started
walking out—the eight people in front of me milled around as Bob
introduced the band and were gone as he began Grain of Sand. Bob, I am so
sorry we are that uncivilized here. You are so precious and it was
wonderful to be able to drink in your performance. 

Mary Connell 

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Review by Laurette Maillet

From Lubbock to Irving.
I get up early in March 9th and walk to the Buddy Holly Center. It opens at 
10am and I have to check out at 11am. So I rush and run (literally) back to 
the Super8 hotel. Nice museum and sad story about Buddy disappearing 
tragically at an early age.

I check out and walk to the greyhound station. The bus leaves on time at 
2.50pm to reach Dallas at 10pm. Nice and quiet trip except for the driver 
to call the police to bust a passenger smoking in the toilets!

I walk the half hour to my youth hostel, the Deep Ellum hostel, to realize 
I am in the "busy" area of Dallas. Excessively noisy :( . I won't be able to 
sleep before 4 am when they close the bars and clubs.

March 10th.
Wake up, take a shower, drink coffee and walk the streets sarrounding 
me. The walls are covered with paintings, murals. I take hundred of photos.
By 4pm I contact my good friends Carol Wilkinson and Joni. We will meet 
by the Toyota music factory. I catch the orange line train and here we are 
in a restaurant, eating a pizza. We have fun being together again. Carol 
and Joni are pure Angels, feeding me, buying me a ticket for the show 
and offering me some Bob Dylan merchants item. I can't be too much 
thankful to those good souls ! :)

Corki, a good friend and Fan, texted me that he will finally be able to 
reach Irving on time for part of the show. He drove all the way from 
Arkansas to attend some shows.

By 8pm Bob is on in a venue looking like a stadium, I mean not a 
theater. Thanks to the good job of Jason, the sound is perfect.

Bob is loud and clear, particularly excited on " I'll be your Baby tonight" 
with some "yeah" and laughs in between the lyrics.  A bit sarcastic :)

He will say "thank you" twice and move 5 times center stage for a 
pause, looking at the public for few seconds. He will start " When I 
paint my masterpiece" with a long intro on harmonica. It looks like 
Tony is surprised. Just before "melancholy mood" he steps forwards 
the center mic but retrieves in security behind the piano. All the 
songs are rapidly and powerfully interpreted. 

" Save somebody " makes few fans stand up in the front but globally 
the public is static. Corki arrived for the fifth song and told me later that 
a lot of folks left the venue before the end. :(

The girl next to me is just constantly drinking and gets annoying.
From where I seat I have a good view of the guitars; Bob Britt and 
Doug Lancio. Britt doing the rythme , acoustic on " When I paint my 
masterpiece"? and Doug the riffs. (Chewing  gum :) ).Charley is 
powerful on his drums. Tony bent on his standing bass.

After "Jimmy Reed " I focus on Bob's lips to catch his talk. Who will 
he refer to tonight? He simply says "thank you friends" and introduce 
the Band. No speech on JFK??

A pause ... And off he's gone to the next show.

I wait for Corki, Carol and Joni.
I will travel with Corki to the next cities; Sugarland and San Antonio.
Can't wait to have a great time with my new Bob Dylan friend.
Thank you to my good Samaritans Carol Wilkinson and Joni Zornes.
Much love and prayers. See you in Austin.

Lubbock, Texas

Buddy Holly Hall
Helen DeVitt Jones Theater

March 8, 2022

Review by Susan Phillips

Lubbock, Texas! If any concert on Bob’s “Rough  and Rowdy Tour”
would be the most magical, Buddy Holly’s birthplace had be it! Dylan
told us in his speech for the Nobel Prize in Literature that It all
started seeing Buddy Holly perform at the Duluth Minnesota Armory. His
best friend Louie Kemp watched amazed as Buddy Holly locked eyes with the
skinny kid in horn-rimmed glasses, and in that moment Bob knew what he
wanted to do … and, as Bob puts it in “False Prophet”, never have an
“unlived, meaningless life”. Always improving, overnight Bob premiered
a new arrangement of “Key West” and absolutely aced it! Earlier he
switched out “Early Roman kings” for “Crossing the Rubicon”. I,
like a lot of Boomers, live that song. The band has reached a peaceful
co-existence and jam between Bob’s verses. They then quiet down and let
his voice and words be heard, and his voice has never been stronger! He
only played the harmonica once, but instead he walked out from behind the
piano after several of the songs to the absolute delight of the audience.
I was especially happy just in case Buddy Holly was watching his protege
from above. Speaking of which, The Buddy Holly Center (museum next to the
large statue of him) is worth a trip to Lubbock. And, to complete the
Buddy-Bob connection, thankfully, the Duluth Armory and the historic stage
and concert area where it all began are being restored, with The North
Country Music Exhibit, featuring Bob Dylan’s formative years, directly
under that historic stage! At the same time, Bill Pagel, who owns Bob’s
family’s first home in Duluth, MN, and the family's second home in
Hibbing, MN, is starting to restore both of them. I’m off to San Antonio
next, but on the way read that Bob, between gigs, just announced he wrote
a new book. Eighty is the new Twenty I guess!

Susan Phillips
Austin, Texas and Northern Minnesota

7th

Review by Laurette Maillet

From Albuquerque to Lubbock.
March 7th.
I enjoy a free day. In the evening Debbie and Mark invite me for 
dinner. Mark is a Bob Dylan bootlegs collector. And other collections. 
By 10.15pm they drive me to the greyhound station to catch my 11pm 
bus to Lobbuck, a night bus. That bus is already 2 hours delayed and 
50 patrons have to wait one more hour. When the bus pulls out from 
the station we are 3 hours delayed. The problem is ... I have a 
connection bus in Amarillo and by now I'm pretty sure I will miss it and 
be stuck in Amarillo.( Not in Mobile) with the Memphis blues again!
I am pissed off because I got two tickets for the Lubbock show. 
Thanks to Simon and John. They combined their effort to offer me 
those tickets. But miracle happens. The second bus is waiting for 5 
folks going to Dallas, and Lubbock is on the way. I am more than 
relieved when I seat next to a gentleman with a little dog and doze 
a bit.

March 8th.
I am the only one stepping out for Lubbock.
I walk empty streets to reach my hotel Super8. I'm allowed to 
check in only at 3pm, so I decide to offer myself a breakfast. I 
bump into a man and spontaneously we start chatting. His name is 
Fred Goldstein and he reminds me of Stanley Goldstein, Bob's cousin 
I knew from 81 and 84 Tours. Same physic and same gentlemanly. 
We finally end up eating a breakfast together at IHOP.
The story of his life is the first I even heard: he was a bank robber 
and served 10 years in jail. He is just released and just moved to 
Lubbock. He never used violence. In fact I find him sweet and 
intelligent, even sharp. He is also an Artist and his body is full of 
his tattoos :) I offer him my second ticket. 

By 6.30pm we meet at the entrance of the Buddy Holly Hall 
which happens to be one block from my hotel. At 4.30pm I had
checked behind the Hall to see the buses already parked there, 
including the Dylan bus. I don't know if Bob was inside(I will 
never know :).

We get in the BH Hall. Splendid building brand new and huge. 
I'm pretty sure it's not sold out. With Fred we decide not to 
take our seats on the balcony but to find two empty seats 
closer to the stage. In the back of the floor section many 
rows are empty. So we seat there.

The show starts right on time.
"Watching the river flow" is totally massacred; long intro, 
particularly Bob on piano,(not too sweet with the keys :( ). 
The mic is not open or Bob too far :(
The rest of the songs are fine but Bob seems to be in a rush. 
I stand dancing on "Serve somebody" "Melancholy mood" 
"Jimmy Reed" and the final "Every grain of sand". Doing 
karaoke. "No one in front of me, nothing behind." ....
I am far from the stage but somehow I feel as if Bobby was 
playing in my living room. The public is hyper quiet. It feels 
strange to take everything as a routine but for some people 
tonight, it's the first and last show. 

Roger(the new security man) comes next to me. So I ask 
him about Barron. He says he retired (at 55 or so??). I feel
sad. I miss the "Samurai". I hope he's happy. Love you 
Barron!

Back to Bob on stage. From my angle I see him seating at 
the piano stool few times and drinking. He had a chat with 
Tony another one with Donnie. I thought he would change 
a song. Nope. He rapidly murmurs something, about Buddy 
Holly(?) before introducing the Band. 

He talks less and less. Changed some lyrics on some songs, 
said Caroline Schwartz.

The lights in the public are on during the entire show. 
Public quiet except a woman front left, enjoying the 
show. Maybe Caroline???

I rapidly steps out as I want to try to sell some of my 
prints. Fred helps me and I make some bucks. 
Lubbock is not "key west". No paradise on hearth. :) 
Large streets and buildings and no people??? Where 
are the Lubbockists ??? But a Buddy Holly Center and 
a beautiful brand new Buddy Holly Hall.

I had a great day with my new friend and a fantastic 
evening. Thanks to Simon and John for the tickets. 
Sure John, I'll paint you a masterpiece.

I will see today if I visit the Buddy Holly Center before 
heading to Dallas.

Thank you good people. Take care and see some of 
you on the road.
If you see me, say hello!
Farewell Barron. I (still) love you :)

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Review by Miles Hanisee

Dylan played an energized set in the Buddy Holly performance space in
Lubbock, Texas yesterday evening. Although the set list was his standard
set of songs, in the same order as we’ve seen on the current leg of the
tour, the performance featured a version of Key West that was changed
completely from two nights before in Albuquerque. The crowd responded
loudly to the line in the song referencing Buddy Holly, but the chording,
tempo, and beat of the song was completely different. All night, Bob’s
voice was clear, with louder emphasis at times than two nights before in
Albuquerque, and was the best instrument on the stage. That’s saying
something: Bob’s drummer, Charley Drayton, is superb. And Tony Garnier
is as good as ever. After Key West, both Dylan and Garnier immediately
looked to each other to get a sense of how the changes sounded and 
nodded enthusiastically. Dylan is clearly having fun this tour, smiling often,
and proving yet again he’s first among equals, and truly the last of the
best.

6th

Review by Noel Trujillo

Went for what may be my last rodeo with Dylan at the Kiva 
in Albuquerque. This one was bittersweet as Bob gave a 
performance that stuck in my psyche just as much as the 
Dylan I listened to in the 60’s when I was in high school.  
“Gotta Serve Somebody” and “Rubicon” were my personal favorites
tonight, although there wasn’t a bad song sung. The band was 
perfect, sweet and hard, meeting the demands of each song.  
Dylan sang with a clarity and deepness that was sincere, authentic, 
and desperate as if to communicate that if he never sang again, 
this was the way he wanted it to be remembered. I feel deeply 
satisfied if this is the last chance I get to see him. Maybe, like Bob, 
we have all crossed the Rubicon.  Those that have a chance to 
see him will not regret it.

Noel Trujillo
Chimayo, New Mexico

Review by Rich Wiseman

The man in command!  Intrepid captain of the SS Rough and Rowdy Ways!  
That was Bob last night at the 2300-seat Kiva Auditorium, which with the 
lights turned only two thirds down--perfect for occasional note taking and 
checking my setlist cheat pad-- appeared to be a late sell-out.

Oh the night could have been deadly dull with "x" or "y" artist standing 
for 97% of the one hour and thirty nine minute concert behind an upright, 
with only his head and a portion of his upper torso visible.  But Bob was in 
such strong voice, so expressive, that he easily crossed the wooden barrier.  
This morning, still stamped in my head are lines such as the deliciously 
delivered "I can't play the record 'cause my needle got stuuuuuuuuuuuuck!  
("Jimmy Reed").  And Captain Bob was LOUD in the mix.  His piano, too!  
(Damn the occasional clunkers on the keys!  Full speed ahead!)

The set was beautifully constructed, with the RARR tunes taking turns 
with gems from the multitudes in Bob's catalogue.  The pairing of "Gotta 
Serve Somebody"--a fiery powerhouse at the Kiva with Charley Drayton 
waking the rest of downtown Albuquerque up with his thunderous 
drumming--followed by the achingly tender "I've Made Up My Mind to 
Give Myself to You" was just exquisite.  Knowing he had stuck the 
landing on "Serve,"  Bob walked out from his piano a few seconds 
before the last rocking note to acknowledge the roar of the crowd.

Having read the Phoenix and Tucson reviews, I was primed for Bob to 
make some locally angled small talk before the band intros.  But I didn't 
expect him to tell a goofy tall tale about bull snakes!  "Went with Tony 
to see the bull snakes. Want to see the bull snakes.  Are the bull snakes 
still around here?"   Yes, Bob, bull snakes are a mainstay of the high 
desert and are definitely still around here.  But you'll not going to find 
any in the freezing cold of an early March Albuquerque night!  A night 
you warmed the heart of this fan, the top of whose young teenage 
head you blew off at his first rock 'n' roll concert in 1966!

https://www.boblinks.com/dates.html

https://www.dallasnews.com/arts-entertainment/2022/03/11/bob-dylans-concert-doesnt-disappoint-his-biggest-fan-mike-rhyner/


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