![]() But now he’s singing his own words, and about himself. It’s the same twilight atmosphere that comprised Dylan’s last three studio albums, a faithful trilogy of American standards once popularized by Frank Sinatra. It’s a subtle drop there wasn’t much there in the first place-a muted string ensemble, a soft pedal steel, some funereal motifs from classical and electric guitars. ![]() Less than a minute into his 39th album, which he has decided to call Rough and Rowdy Ways, the accompaniment seems to fade. But his silence holds just as much meaning. Sometimes breathless, often inscrutable, occasionally prophetic, his words have formed a mythology unto themselves. For 60 years, Bob Dylan has been speaking to us.
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