Dream of:30 November 1983 (2) "Deteriorated Songs"
the source of all art
is essentially the same
with every artist
I was sitting in a room which was my bedroom. When a fellow walked in and sat down on the bed, I looked at him for a minute. When I finally realized that he was Bob Dylan, I asked, "Are you Bob Dylan?"
He said he was. After we began talking, he told me that he had bought some land in a farm-area in Kentucky and that he was going to move into a cabin there. Although he told me the name of a city near the land, I did not recognize it, and I asked him where the land was in relation to Lexington, Kentucky.
After I told him I had a Cabin in Ohio, I looked for my photo album which contained a picture of my Cabin (on my paternal grandparents' Gallia County Farm), but I could not find the album anywhere. When I told Dylan that I had built my log Cabin myself, he seemed quite impressed.
Thinking that I would not mind living with Dylan in the wilds of Kentucky, I asked, "Puedes hablar espaol?"
He answered, "What?"
He had seemed to understand me. I continued, "Puedo ensearte espaol."
I explained to him that I had told him in Spanish that I could teach him Spanish. He seemed pleased with the idea of my teaching him Spanish.
I was unpacking my cassette tapes and other things from a large chest. I told Dylan that I had been living there for several months and that I had only now begun unpacking my things.
I wanted to ask him why his songs had deteriorated after he had become a Christian, but I did not know exactly how to pose the question. I also wanted to know if he intended to continue writing songs.
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