Sunday, June 28, 2020

Times, they are a-changing



The Times They Are A-ChanginWRITTEN by BOB DYLAN



Bob Dylan wrote this song in 1963  - the PEACE and LOVE generation... 
free spirits that would NEVER be tethered and controlled by something 
like the evils of Nazism, Communism or Socialism.

For the times they are a-changin' 
Written soon after World War II, during a time when American youth were adamantly against war, divisiveness, hate and injustices like racial discrimination.  They were the children of the war-generation and they set out to fix what they considered people of the world in their parents' age group, had 'screwed up.'  Many people over 30, criticized this Peace-Love generation,  calling the Baby Boomers degenerates and losers - a bunch of pot-smoking, rock, and roll or folk music; free- love, hippies. 

The whole action of the 60s was about movements and protests to try to change the times for better; a better world for themselves, and a  future for their own children
And so, decades after Dylan wrote it, "The Times They Are a-Changin'" vibrates with new meaning. Perhaps that's because the song itself doesn't look to the past — rather, it's an anthem of hope for a future.

General comment - Dylan, always a catalyst for change, said recently, “Something had just gone haywire in the country and they (people) were applauding the song."
In 'Rough And Rowdy Ways', he reflects on what he has seen over the course of the past sixty years. Released June 2020, the work has come to us in the middle of a global biological pandemic that still hasn't loosened. It defies age, suggesting that we look beyond easy answers and keep trying to understand how we relate to an ever-changing world.

Cheers Claire

Click on the link for Bob Dylan live in 1964


1964     https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e7qQ6_RV4VQ

Come gather ’round people
Wherever you roam
And admit that the waters
Around you have grown
And accept it that soon
You’ll be drenched to the bone
If your time to you is worth savin’
Then you better start swimmin’ 
or you’ll sink like a stone
For the times they are a-changin’

Come writers and critics
Who prophesize with your pen
And keep your eyes wide
The chance won’t come again
And don’t speak too soon
For the wheel’s still in spin
And there’s no tellin’ who that it’s namin’
For the loser now will be later to win
For the times they are a-changin’

Come senators, congressmen
Please heed the call
Don’t stand in the doorway
Will be he who has stalled
There’s a battle outside and it is ragin’
It’ll soon shake your windows 
and rattle your walls
For the times they are a-changin’


Come mothers and fathers
Throughout the land
And don’t criticize
What you can’t understand
Your sons and your daughters
Are beyond your command
Your old road is rapidly agin’
Please get out of the new one 
if you can’t lend your hand
For the times they are a-changin’

The line it is drawn
The curse it is cast
The slow one now
Will later be fast
As the present now
Will later be past
The order is rapidly fadin’
And the first one now will later be last



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