The World That's Coming

August 15, 2012 366 Songs ,

366 Songs 228: I Want You

I think I’ve always ended up focusing too much on Dylan’s vocals every time I’ve listened to his music in the past; they’re so distinctive – especially when you come to them after years of hearing people make fun of their whiny, wheezy quality, the weird lilt of melodic tunelessness that he brings to everything – that they tend to overpower everything else, admittedly, but when this song came on my iPod when I wasn’t really paying attention earlier today, I finally heard the music under Dylan’s voice, and had this moment of… surprise, I guess, when I finally saw the Byrds/Dylan connection that everyone talks about for myself.

For all of the well-deserved, hard-earned praise and applause that is thrown at the feet of Dylan’s songwriting genius, I found myself weirdly hypnotized by the way that his backing in this song sounds to me like “I Feel A Whole Lot Better” by the Byrds; it’s the performance as much as the melody, a wonderfully jangly pop jaunt to the whole thing behind the harmonica and the singing. The pop-ness of Dylan has always been somewhat absent to me until now, and discovering it by accident today just made me like the song all the more; previously, it had always been Dylan’s lyrics I’ve admired the most in his own performances (And the lyrics for this don’t disappoint: “The silver saxophones say I should refuse you/The cracked bells and washed-out horns/Blow into my face with scorn/But it’s not that way/I wasn’t born to lose you” indeed), but now I want to go back and revisit the entire early back catalog and find some way to turn all of the vocals off and find out what’s going on in the background.

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