You probably heard that Bob Dylan last week won the Nobel Prize for literature. He’s a songwriter, but I suppose there’s a connection there somewhere. He’s a decent songwriter, but a Nobel prize? Then again, Barack Obama won a Nobel Peace Prize before he’d been in office a year, so the bar isn’t very high. Anyway, through the years I’ve liked a few Dylan songs, but mainly for the music not the lyrics. I even bought his CD “Modern Times,” but only because of one song on it … “Thunder on the Mountain.” As I said, it’s mostly for the music. When it comes to lyrics, I think he pretty much just rhymes things.
To wit …
“Thunder on the mountain, fires on the moon
There’s a ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon.
Today’s the day, gonna grab my trombone and blow
Well, there’s hot stuff here and it’s everywhere I go.”
See what I mean? Need more?
“Thunder on the mountain, rolling like a drum
Gonna sleep over there, that’s where the music coming
fromI don’t need any guide, I already know the way
Remember this, I’m your servant both night and day”
Let’s call this observations from a day at the state fair … When I was young and living in Dallas, I loved going to the State Fair of Texas. Riding the rides, jostling my way down the midway, fair food, people watching. These days I like just the fair food and the people watching. Weekend before last, Connie and I went with my brother and his wife. They live in Plano, and we stayed at a Plano hotel so we all could ride the DART train from the Parker Road station all the way to the front entrance of the fair. If you’ve ever tried to drive your own car to the fair, you’ll understand how much better DART is. It’s a no- brainer, especially at a cost of $2.50. Only problem is the train was jampacked, kinda’ like the midway. Put that many people in that confined space and it turned the light-rail conveyance into a rolling Petrie dish. People hacking and coughing and sneezing. After paying $14 apiece to get in, it’s necessary…
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