Stately in his own peculiar way, and not at all plump, Bob Dylan offered the good people of Cork and whatever auslanders were in the house last night, a strange and beautiful St Augustine that you may hear in a very nice recording that I may or may not have linked to successfully here. If I didn’t, please forgive me and track it down elsewhere.
The last time he performed the song was also in Ireland, in Dublin on 11/26/05–I had the vast pleasure to be in the audience for that, and now still breathing and able to hear the song’s newest life. His voice is bedrock and also pure air and very fastidious word-to-word. The harmonica solo touchingly recalls the original and then picks up its own strength. It’s one of those deeply focused performances that draws the listener in so close that one lyric change can startle.
In my corner of the globe, I don’t expect to get the green jacket, regrettably– many thanks to whoever is responsible for this superb recording, and safe travels to Mr. Dylan and the band–we’ll see you at Jones Beach. Bring whatever you got.