USA, 1962, contemporary folk / blues
“Talkin’ New York” and “Song to Woody” are the only original Dylan tracks here, the former giving the listener a dose of his early talkin’ blues wit, the latter exploring the lonesome, fiercely-free poetry of social consciousness. The rest of the album is bohemian-cool nasally stripped-down harmonica/acoustic guitar renderings of classic folk and blues tunes, bedrock-songs like “In My Time of Dyin'”, “Man of Constant Sorrow”, and “House of the Risin’ Sun”. I don’t go so much for covers in general, and especially not an album full of them, but folk gets a pass, because that’s what folk is: handed-down music meant to be played and re-interpreted across generations.
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And what reinterpretations these are!
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