[13] Bob Dylan, ‘Lay Lady Lay’

Usually possessing the vocal warmth of a crow with a bandaged beak, Nashville Skyline found Dylan recovering from a shady motorcycle accident and experimenting with a new tone. He sounds like he’s gargling plums, but at least he’s trying to stick to the melody.

‘Lay Lady Lay’ is a sweaty plea for a bunk-up, but manages to be charming and delicate, with a slide guitar that sounds like the sun rising on lucky Bob and his worn-down conquest. The title line sounds like a yodel and is easily mimicked by Junior – she’s inhabiting the songs a little more these days rather than offering just the perfunctory shoe shuffle. She’ll be hissing ‘Positively 4th Street’ at her nursery mates before long.

4 thoughts on “[13] Bob Dylan, ‘Lay Lady Lay’

  1. Welcome, Katja. And thanks for breaking the comment duck – now go and comment on every other post, and all the 500-odd posts I’ll be transferring over the next few days/weeks/months etc.

    We finished the last place with Elvis; began this with Bob. Symbolic, man.

  2. That whole album sounds as if Bob’s got particularly large tonsils – coming on like a beat poet Fozzie Bear – but there’s nothing to suggest it isn’t actually him. He was just trying a different style.

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