“On closer inspection, this turned out to be Bob Dylan’s head. He was, it seems, getting ready to celebrate his birthday. For today he turns sixty. Sixty? I think the last time I saw him on TV was the eightieth-birthday tribute to Sinatra six years ago, and, to judge from their respective states, if Frank was eighty, Bob had to be at least 130. He mumbled his way through “Restless Farewell,” though neither words nor tune were discernible, and then shyly offered, “Happy Birthday, Mister Frank.” F...rank sat through the number with a stunned look, no doubt thinking, “Geez, that’s what I could look like in another twenty, twenty-five years if I don’t ease up on the late nights.” Still, Bob’s made it to sixty, and for that we should be grateful. After all, for the grizzled old hippies, folkies, and peaceniks who spent the Sixties bellowing along with “How does it feeeeeel?” these have been worrying times. A couple of years ago, Bob’s management were canceling his tours, and the only people demanding to know “How does it feeeeeel?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
You can download books for free in various formats, such as epub, pdf, azw, mobi, txt and others on book networks site. Additionally, the entire text is available for online reading through our e-reader. Our site is not responsible for the performance of third-party products (sites).
User Reviews: