PREAMBLE - Part II of my continual series: Rolling Stone Magazine's 500 Greatest Albums of All Time. Coming in at #31, this LP took Dylan in a new direction and ostensibly got him rejected by the very Folk community that elevated him to stardom.
LOOK - 1966: Bob Dylan and his Manager's wife, Sally Gorssman, are photographed by Daniel Kramer. With fisheye lens in hand, Kramer captures a time capsule. Surrounded by the records that inspired him (Robert Johnson and The Impressions to name two), a Fallout Shelter sign, and an January's issue of Time Magazine (L.B.J. on the cover) we peer straight into the social heart of America at the time.
LISTEN - Ditching the acoustic guitar on half the tracks, Bringing It All Back Home delivers a lighting bolt of electricity. First, "Subterranea Homesic Blues" kicks in the door startling the living daylights out of any Beatnik folk enthusiast. But before you ditch the black turtle neck and red wine and head off to the backwoods Rock Jamboree, Dylan reminds us of his thoughtful side with "She Belongs To Me". By the time "Maggie's Farm" (Chain Gang rock 'n' roll) and "Outlaw Blues" (dirty swampy blues) comes around you start to wonder when you'll hear an acoustic guitar take center stage.
Cryptic, string of conscience lyrics are masterfully interwoven in with the first half of the record's schizophrenic sounds-cape, but the second half brings it all back home (sorry, I couldn't resist). "Mr. Tambourine Man", a staple found on any Bob Dylan hits mix, leads the path for songs we've come to expect. The record's curtain call "It's All Over Now, Baby Blue", a heartbreaking final bow song, brings us to our final conclusion: Bob Dylan is just as comfortable behind an electric as behind an acoustic.
SPEAK - Dressed in a Mod black suite and cufflinks (a present from Joan Baez), Dylan, always the elusive character, has a look on his face making us wonder what's on his mind. We assume Bob Dylan always has, or had, an askew view of the world, that's just one element we've lumped in with his mystique. Does this album cover reveal to us how Dylan's perception of things funnels through to him, or is this just what happens to you when you stare too long at Mr. Zimmerman?
ALBUM GRAD - B+
ALBUM ARTWORK - B
DO WE HAVE A FIT? YES