11-17-14 Ballad Of A Thin Man


I have been listening to a lot of Bob Dylan in the car recently. iTunes shuffles and up it comes, mine is not to question why. The gentleman does have a way with words and is definitely underrated as a musician.  One line of his particularly sticks with me these days and today I decided to write about it after a little unintentional push from Andra Watkins (have I suggested recently that you should buy her book, To Live Forever An Afterlife Journey Of Meriwether Lewis? No, well you should. It is excellent. You can find out how to get an autographed copy if you click here.)

Anyway, her husband, the redoubtable MTM is an avid bicyclist. Unfortunately, as of a few days ago, he is also an avid patient after a young woman, wearing headphones, walked into the bike path and in avoiding her MTM broke his collarbone.

Okay, that is too bad, dude, but what the heck does that have to do with Dylan?

Well – once upon a time, Dylan wrote a song, the one I stole my headline from. It is a great song. The most familiar lyric is:

“Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones ?”

However, today we are talking about earbuds and headphones and all the ways we cut ourselves off from the world around us. Once this was regarded as a bad thing as can be seen in the last two lines of the last verse…

“Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin’ around
You should be made
To wear earphones.”

He says it like wearing earphones is a bad thing, a punishment.

Imagine that.

5 responses to “11-17-14 Ballad Of A Thin Man

  1. Great post Roberto—- and high time I sent you my good wishes for a Happy Birthday, old friend. Hope this next one sees you hale and hearty, doing work you enjoy, whilst you’re well loved and naughty, all the year through, With Love always, Mel

    Melanie Neilson


  2. Where did you take this picture? This street art used to be on a wooden wall around a construction site in my neighborhood, and was filled in by the local folks as they walked by. They took it down recently and painted official murals there. Where is it now?

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