Dylan of the Week, Mk. 13

“When I Paint my Masterpiece”
Bob Dylan
Greatest Hits Vol. II, Disc 2 – 1976?

Well the streets aren't lined with rubble no more. “I've got carte blanch!” There's nothing except blank psychological states. Drums held under arms walking down the streets of NYC. Staring despondently out the window at a snow covered field. “Dodging lions and wasting time”. But here it comes – the smooth shit! The hot shit! The shit! Summation of experience will one day yield something. The mundane divined! Is there anything else we can do? This isn't realism, this is euphoria. (Unless you confuse the two.) Break me in, Botticelli. Smother me in unwanted history, Brussels. Gladiotors, caesars, and kings of the jungle be damned (included) - “Someday everything will be smooth like a rhapsody”.

This is a song about hope coming from a place of sadness. Good coming out of Evil? Where else is it supposed to come from? If you believe in anything, you better be listening.