Anodyne
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
 
That Thin, That Wild Mercury Sound

Bob Dylan interviewed years ago by Playboy's Ron Rosenbaum, via the New Yorker's Louis Menand:

"Q: You hear the sound of the street?

A: That ethereal twilight light, you know. It’s the sound of the street with the sunrays, the sun shining down at a particular time, on a particular type of building. A particular type of people walking on a particular type of street. It’s an outdoor sound that drifts even into open windows that you can hear. The sound of bells and distant railroad trains and arguments in apartment buildings and the clinking of silverware and knives and forks and beating with leather straps. It’s all—it’s all there. Just lack of a jackhammer, you know.

Q: You mean if a jackhammer were—

A: Yeah, no jackhammer sounds, no airplane sounds. All pretty natural sounds. It’s water, you know water trickling down a brook. It’s light flowing through the . . .

Q: Late-afternoon light?

A: No, it’s usually the crack of dawn. Music filters out to me in the crack of dawn."
- posted by cjb @ 1:30 PM


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