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news from the center of the universe; El Stankerosa:
No thanks. I'll stick with my ancient Jazz and Classical.
You can lead 'em to knowledge, but you can't make 'em think.
Hip Hop has given me my identity as an old fart.
I am to hip hop as my dad was to rock and roll.
(He couldn't endure the shit. Wouldn't allow it in the house. Not because of any moral shit; he just thought it was crap.)

Much like him, I don't even have to listen to it to know that it's crap.

Kind of scary.
(10-15-2020, 06:32 AM)stanky Wrote:  We ain't going nowhere..

Ask not what is the problem but, rather, where is the lesion.
funny that.
Possibly the most played tune at old hippy jam parties.
We could all play and sing it.
I never thought about the meaning of the lyrics.
It was like the pledge of allegiance. You know the words; the chords are easy; rhythm pattern is cake.

Maybe you notice a cute female in the distance; one you've never met. maybe you'll break a string.
Breaking a string can be fun if it's not the high "E".
You can get a different sound.
Don't recall that Dylan song at all. Maybe because I never went to hippy jam parties.

Probably just me but the older I get the worse Dylan sounds.
I broke an E string on my bass while on stage one night.

The crowd was impressed, I was pissed, and we played on.

Did have to make an adjustment though to finish the song.
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