Although potentially interesting material I found it rather unexciting rendition of Dylan's life. One hopes it was more than his pursuit of a musical career, considering his great contribution to the scene over many decades. Maybe this medium is not his best and he best communicates through his lyrics and songs. Sean Penn sounded a bit Dylanish but I might have preferred to have listened to Dylan's undeciferable drawl than his. He did not really 'lift' the story as much as I would have hoped. A missed opportunity.
No. Keith Richards book was very interesting.
Lack of enthusiasm
I suspect I will still listen to Chronicles 2 etc. but I hope his later years are a bit more enlightening.
I have just listen to this book for 5 hours straight, I just wish it was 5 hours longer, best narrator voice I have ever heard, and what an unbelievable story. It felt like when my father would read me my favorite bedtime story, and I wish it would never end.
Thank you Sean Penn and Bob Dylan
Been thinking about Charles question about Shot Rabbits -- The description Dylan gave of music littering the floor like the aforementioned shot rabbits. I kinda liked it... it brought an image of activity, frenetic, lively and not too controlled being stilled and discarded... an " off" image no doubt but one that allowed me to get a picture of what he was seeing/experiencing
I really enjoyed the historical tale of an iconic folk/pop music figure and hearing about the folk music scene of 50s and 60s. It was enlightening to better understand why Dylan faded from the light for so many years.
I have great respect for Dylan's song writing and lyrical mastery. His writing, as in this chronicle, is less desirable. He gets so caught up in making metaphors for even the most mundane things and putting 20 words where 4 would carry the same effect, power. It sometimes feels like he is trying to prove something, writing his book like a series of songs...and while a great idea, in this case took away from my enjoyment of the book.
Take it easy with the metaphors Bob. I'm getting dizzy like a top spinning on the table of reason in a the middle of a hot argument ;-)
Well sort of. Let me start by saying I love Dylan. I listen to his songs with as much enthusiasm today as I did when I first heard them.
I am very rarely interested in celebrity autobiographies - I am content to experience their Art. In hindsight I should have followed my own inclinations.
However, it was DYLAN?S BOOK and so eager was I to read it that I overlooked the fact that it is abridged - to me a cardinal sin. If I wanted Readers Digest I'd go buy it.
Abridged or not, if you are expecting a straight forward accounting of his life you won't find it here. There are some gems of information and some interesting insights into a self proclaimed preordained life. He seems to have a very different idea of what the "significant" episodes in his life are than the average fan.
About half way through I got tired of a millionaire complaining how hard stardom is. "why won't they leave me alone" seems to be his mantra. Well, we love you Bob, no one made you write great music. I agree that artists owe the public nothing more than the best art they can produce, but enough whining already.
In the end I can not recommend this book from a great artist. Buy his albums they will tell you much more of how a being comes to write such immortal words.
Not the autobiography I was hoping for, Chronicles Volume One has some interesting tales of Bob Dylan and his brushes with music legends. Though, Sean Penn did an excellent job of reading the work, I found Dylan?s prolific use of similes and metaphors almost comical. I haven?t heard the word ?like? used this much since the movie ?Valley Girl.? I wish I had counted how many comparisons he made in this book.
He was talking about writing music and said ?music was covering the floor like shot rabbits.? Shot rabbits? What the heck does that mean? Oh well, the book has some entertainment value, but I doubt I will read volume Two.
In typical Dylan-esque ?reading this book was like riding a tricycle in a river of molasses with eagles pecking at my head.?
Dylan is one of very few musicians in the English speaking world whose lyrics one can print out, read like poetry, and not laugh. While this compliment is clearly subjective, it would be difficult to argue otherwise and be taken seriously. If any musician has ever had "a way with words", Dylan is certainly a candidate for that praise.
In "Chronicles" however, Dylan has profoundly little to say, yet manages to say it proudly. There's an astonishing shortage of quotable (or otherwise memorable) passages. I now understand why Jonah Lehrer, after searching for a quotation, felt constrained to make one up. Having read Chronicles, I no longer blame him for this (though I would be more approving if the quotation were just absurd: "I like my lagers light and my women thick" or some such).
If you're a devoted Dylan fan, you'll still get something out of the investment. For example, I had no idea Dylan was so fond of rap (and more specifically, Ice-T).
If you're only somewhat devoted (i.e., if you CAN get enough of Dylan), you'll probably feel the five hours could have been condensed to 20 minutes without losing any worthwhile content.
Regarding the narration: Sean Penn is an incredible actor ("the Dylan of the matte white screen"), but those skills don't seem to translate very well to reading books out loud.
I had looked forward to this book. It doesn't make it. It is disjointed, with little chronological flow. Although the book starts when Dylan was a nobody, it then skips to when he was over the hill. The most interesting part---the years in the 1960's and early 1970's, when Dylan achieved superstar status---is ignored. While Dylan skips the most important part of his career, he dwells on many irrelevant or nearly irrelevant subjects. The book is filled with filler, including painful descriptions of the weather and over-use of adjectives and metaphors relating to meaningless subjects. He spends seemingly endless time talkabout his making of an album that didn't work, but no time talking about his major hits. The only plus: Sean Penn sounds like Dylan. Other than that bright moment, Dylan would do us all a favor if Volume 1 were the last volume. This is sad because I love Dylan's early music.
I love Dylan. Read this book when it was first published. I did not realize when I purchased it that it was abridged. (What an insult to the writer! Why?) Indeed, the things I remembered as most fascinating were omitted. Why? Who decided which of Dylan's words were superfluous? Why? To abridge a book is to butcher it. Why?
uh . . . Bob Dylan! His conversation with Sun Pie was memorable. I loved the question, "What do you pray for?' Dylan: "I pray that I can be a kinder person." Works for me!
Bob Dylan's seeking voice is surprising different from his singing voice. I love both. Sean Penn is a suitable substitute.
He promised three volumes. Loved Volume One. All I really want to do . . is read volume Two! And three!! Where are they?!?! I've been waiting twelve years.
Dylan claims he's only ever voted in one election, saying that back in the day "[His] favorite politician was Arizona Senator Barry Goldwater." I kept waiting to hear that, hoping I could believe my ears when I could not believe my eyes. But that got abridged. sigh