Dylan wins Nobel Literature Prize
Bob Dylan is the first songwriter to win this award.
Dylan, 75, was honoured “for having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition,” the Swedish Academy said.
The choice was met by gasps and a long round of applause from journalists attending the prize announcement. The folk singer has been mentioned in Nobel speculation in past years, but was never seen as a serious contender.
The Academy’s permanent secretary Sara Danius said Dylan’s songs were “poetry for the ears.”
“Dylan has the status of an icon. His influence on contemporary music is profound,” it wrote in biographical notes about the famously private singer.
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dogsRgoodpeople October 13th, 2016 at 08:36
wow, I had no idea he was even considered. okay then ,cool
bunya October 13th, 2016 at 13:25
A bullet from the back of a bush took Medgar Evers’ blood
A finger fired the trigger to his name
A handle hid out in the dark
A hand set the spark
Two eyes took the aim
Behind a man’s brain
But he can’t be blamed
He’s only a pawn in their game.
Gina Bousquet October 13th, 2016 at 18:55
I would strongly agree with any prize coming Dylan’s way.
StoneyCurtisll October 13th, 2016 at 19:53
Remember this?…(ya got to be old)
Soy Bomb?….
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0k7rKsCiLg
Gina Bousquet October 13th, 2016 at 20:15
lol
burqa October 13th, 2016 at 19:59
More good news at a time when good news is desperately needed.
I been a Dylan fan a loooong time. First time I saw him, he came out in a white Elvis-style jumpsuit.
I guess my fave Dylan concert was in Memphis, circa 2003, during the music festival that is part of the Memphis In May festivities. That day I saw a dozen bands for 17 bucks.
Later in the day I made my way to the stage where Dylan would perform so I could get a good spot (there was no reserved seating. The ticket got you in to see performers on a half dozen stages and in several big circus tents.
I got pretty close and the last act before Dylan was Billy Lee Riley of “Flying Saucers Rock and Roll” fame. A group of people who were sitting in a circle got up and left so I sat down right there, took a look around and found – get this – 5 or 6 nice sized roaches. I emptied the tobacco from a couple of cigarettes, broke off the filters, filled those bad boys and was set. Hell, I already had a couple bottles of beer still to drink.
So after a while the crowd got tighter and I had to stand. Soon enough, a tour bus could be seen driving around back of the stage and a minute later Dylan and his band walked out, picked up their instruments and played the first song.
They were hot as molten lava flowing down a steep hill. Oh that band was tight!
They finished that song and immediately went into the next one, and the next one, and so on.
There was no stage banter.
None of that, “How y’all doing tonight?….. We gonna to pawty tonight?!!!…….. Lemme hear you say YEAH!……Lemme hear you say HELL YEAH!…..”
Dylan didn’t even introduce the band.
It was just one song after the other, period.
Finally, at the end,