Deep in the second hour of "The Bedroom Tapes", there is a song called "Pray for me". Today for the first time I listened to a cleaned up version. Though the quality is still terrible, genius shines through. The Jazz guitar ending is ... So sweet and unexpected. I play it again, and realize it's all jazzy, bossa nova. Wow. World's colliding. After all. these. years. Yet another dimension of Bob ... A gem within a gem within a gem.
A few years ago, I stumbled upon the amazing "Bedroom Tapes". This morning I was thinking about police brutality, injustice and so on, as one is wont to do these days, and I remembered the song "Jailbreaker" from those tapes:
The jury found me guilty
But I found them guilty too
I'm a Jailbreaker, hotstepper
As they take him to the gallows, an old priest says to him:
Son, I know you haven't done wrong,
What a pity the things of today,
good got to suffer for the bad
But the townspeople were singing: he's a Jailbreaker
Powerful stuff. Jesus going to the cross. Where are these images coming from? I realize the images playing in my mind are from "The Master and Margarita".... I've been rereading it over the last few months.
