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Bob Dylan
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  • All my love, Melia * Lyrics from TOMBSTONE BLUES b~ Bob Dylan.†   (source)
  • The Beatles or Bob Dylan or The Mamas and the Papas blasted from stereos.†   (source)
  • Bob Dylan whispered the opening verse of "Forever Young" through the speakers.†   (source)
  • But in the end, this book, like all the others, is really for Jay, who gave me Bob Dylan, Tom Waits, Social Distortion, and a million other songs still playing.†   (source)
  • Bob Dylan.†   (source)
  • The Beatles, the Rolling Stones, Bob Dylan--"Lay, Lady, Lay," you don't need a brass bed to understand it.†   (source)
  • He chose Bob Dylan, the kind of slow, stalling melodies that always made me feel as if the dead were rattling their chains.†   (source)
  • "Right after I finish the one I'm writing for Bob Dylan."†   (source)
  • He's taking mental notes on every discussion of who hails from where and what they've done, every hand raised in a group discussion that's not his, every offhand late-night reference to Hemingway or John Grisham, to Beethoven or Bob Dylan.†   (source)
  • He wore a Greek sailor's cap that Abby (a product of the sixties) associated with the young Bob Dylan.†   (source)
  • I listened to the protest songs of Bob Dylan; John Lennon; Peter, Paul, and Mary; the Byrds; and others, and owned a number of their recordings.†   (source)
  • After they each opened their other gifts from me—a gift certificate to a spa for Mom and a hook about Bob Dylan for Dad—it was time to open my last present.†   (source)
  • I was still listening—but now to another of her favorites, Bob Dylan—when my mom got home.†   (source)
  • Right,' I said glumly, sitting down across from him and picking up a Bob Dylan CD.†   (source)
  • 201): Elsewhere in this book mention is made of a page in one of Carrie White's school notebooks where a line from a famous rock poet of the '60s, Bob Dylan, was written repeatedly, as if in desperation.†   (source)
  • It might not be amiss to close this book with a few lines from another Bob Dylan song, lines that might serve as Carrie's epitaph: I wish I could write you a melody so plain/That would save you, dear lady, from going insane/That would ease you and cool you and cease the pain/Of your useless and pointless knowledge ….†   (source)
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