I’ve spoken about the night I discovered Bob Dylan, or should I say, Bob Dylan’s music – it seems that no one really knows the man himself, a great many times.
I feel like I’ve written about it before. But after an extensive search of my files, which believe it or not, I keep meticulously, it turns out I haven’t. It would seem that I’ve spoken about it d…
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