I love Blood on the Tracks, Desire, and Street-Legal.

But his personal brilliance decreased. Brain damage and fame have bereft him of much relevant to say.

Cynicism and pride lead him to idolatry. Joey Gallo or Frank Sinatra arent worth remembering.

JFK is relevant. Murder Most Foul is an unlistenable 17-minute slog, coming from the same genius who wrote Subterreanean Homesick Blues. I am glad he listed all that stuff he thinks is relevant, its a censorship-resistant way to transmit the background of the time. Pretty clever actually… horrible though.

EDIT: If I ever manage to listen to the entire thing without falling into a coma, I will write an analysis.

Its far from the lowest Dylan has fallen. But where is the energy, the connections, the reasons why any of it matters!