… apparently it happened.
Something is happening and you don’t know what it is, do you Kilgore Trout?
Dylan meets Vonnegut, 1972
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It could have made for an ‘interesting’ conversation.
Vonnegut: Bob Dylan, however, is the worst poet alive. He can maybe get one good line in a song, and the rest is gibberish.
https://lithub.com/kurt-vonnegut-thought-bob-dylan-was-the-worst-poet-alive/#:~:text=“I%20hate%20rap.,and%20the%20rest%20is%20gibberish.”
Updike and the briefly-fashionable Yevtushenko would have been an interesting table.
Of course the real convos were probably like, “Ahhhh shit, I can’t stand quail’s eggs”
Random Access Memory: sometime in the mid-70s I was mooching about London Zoo trying out the new telephoto lens on my Pentax Spasmodic when I spotted the very same briefly fashionable Yevtushenko sitting on a bench. So I papped him, and he spotted me. He’d probably developed a sixth sense about being photographed. Anyway, he didn’t mind, as you can see, and asked me to send the photos c/o the Writers Union. Which I did, but I have no idea whether he got them or not. Check out the shirt collar!
Nice one Mike. Great poet, and he had an interesting life. And, as we see, very stylish.
I picked up a book on Dylan in the chazzer yesterday, hardback, £3, landed on a page, saw the name Rimbaud, and fled as fast as my feet would carry me.
How awful for you.
Fair enough, after all, Rimbaud also ran away from his poetry.
The most bizarre »Dylan meets…« episode must surely be his encounter with Sid Vicious in London 1978.
Mr. Ferocious: »Bob Dildo, eh? hur hur…«
Was that not Freddie Mercury meeting Sid?
No, that was was this immortal exchange:
– Oi Fred, still bringing culture to the masses?
– One tries dear, one tries.
… probably bollocks (so to speak) but I like it.
»Mr. Ferocious« was Freddie’s nickname for Sid. The Dylan episode is recounted in depth in the current issue of Uncut. Sid basically gets a major kick in the ass from Link Wray when he gets annoying (and wielding a flick-knife) backstage at a Robert Gordon gig.
After a kick in the arse from Link Wray you may not be able to rumble for quite some time..