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| Bob Dylan, "Rough and Rowdy Tour," 2025 |
On what is now my only entertainment refuge, YouTube, I just witnessed 84 year old Bob Dylan, the "voice" of my generation, pounding on a piano, not guitar. Bob's face was puffy with age, the pharynx of his throat swollen and drooping.
I quickly recognized the song, "Garden Party," by another so-called heartthrob of my youth, Ricky Nelson, a teenage singer who those of us of a certain age witnessed on the old "Ozzie and Harriet" TV show.
I'll bore Brownsville with only the chorus:
But it's all right now
I learned my lesson well
You see, you can't please everyone
So you got to please yourself
Surely, those words applied to Ricky, who was never quite taken seriously as a singer and poet, but, they also apply to Bob, who's fought for 60+ years to define himself, not wear the mantle designated by the American public.
Of course, once we're gone, we fade into obscurity, defined, rightly or wrongly by perception. A quick Google pulls up someone with the same name as ours, but maybe not the same story. It's all fleeting.
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| Ricky Nelson, "Garden Party," 1972 |

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