From Romance to Carnage
未知 | 2013-08-12 15:03

The New York Times
Charlie Sexton and Bob Dylan perform at re-opening night of The Capitol Theater in Port Chester, N.Y.
Bob Dylan’s voice isn’t getting any prettier. At 71, on his 35th studio album, “Tempest” — and a full 50 years after he released his debut album in 1962 — Mr. Dylan sings in a wheezy rasp that proudly scrapes up against its own flaws. That voice can be almost avuncular, the wry cackle of a codger who still has an eye for the ladies. But it can also be calmly implacable or utterly bleak, and it’s completely believable when Mr. Dylan sings, in “Narrow Way,” “I’m armed to the hilt, and I’m struggling hard/You won’t get out of here unscarred.”
The songs on “Tempest” are written for that voice alone — one that can switch from memory to prophecy, from joke to threat, and from romance to carnage within a line or two.
“Pay in Blood” harks back to the midtempo, mid-1960s Dylan of “Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues” (give or take the new song’s pedal steel guitar). But it’s a manifesto of Mr. Dylan now: grim, wrathful, tenacious.
Night after night, day after day
They strip your useless hopes away
The more I take the more I give
The more I die the more I live.
He sings forcefully, in a raspy, phlegmy bark that’s not exactly melodic and by no means welcoming. Battered and unforgiving, he’s still Bob Dylan, answerable to no one but himself.
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