Dylan rocked the Greek, yea verily. …and mightily he smote them. the rumored covers (Zevon’s “Accidentally Like a Martyr,” “Brown Sugar,” Neil Young’s “Old Man”), the reinterps of classics (just like a woMan, i ain’t ME babe), the recent material rousing the audience (Summer Days with its Charlie Christian, Django, old-timey feel with Charlie Sexton and Larry Campbell trading eights in their long maroon zoot suits looking reet pleet), the Berkeley crowd cheering that line “Even the president of the United States must sometimes stand naked” in “It’s Alright Ma, I’m Only Bleeding,” the everlasting resonance of the lonesome death of Hattie Carroll. Now is the time for your tears. Business they drink my wine… Money doesn’t talk, it swears.
Scans of notes and sketches to follow.