I treated my husband, son and girlfriend to see Bob Dylan and Leon Russell in concert Friday night. It was incredible.
We did a bang up job with in-depth analyses of "Boots of Spanish Leather" and "The Hour the Ship Comes In". Dylan's musicality, poetry and our interpretation of his messages were the focus of our class presentation.
We received a C grade. It was upsetting and unfair but that teacher saw nothing impressive in our work nor did he appreciate our veering off-topic, so to speak, from what he considered to be his curriculum vitae. We just thought he was an asshole.
It was an incredible night, filled with the joy of once again seeing the voice of a generation and one of the greatest songwriters of all time.
He was and still is The Master.