December 22
I’m Not There
I was itching to get out yesterday so I saw Todd Haynes’ new movie “I’m Not There” about the many lives of Bob Dylan. For those who are not familiar with the movie, it follows 6 narravites of characters that are supposed to represent different personalities of Bob Dylan. As a whole, the movie was really interesting. It was beautifully done, and though I wasn’t continually captivated (I wish it was a bit shorter), it left an overall positive impression on me.
It got me thinking a lot too about Bob Dylan’s significance in his times. I had a conversation earlier that day with my friend Jim about why Dylan was as successful as he was and we concluded that it was because he sang of the times…That’s not a big revelation but what is troubling is that I don’t think there is anyone quite like that today. There are no shortage of bands that are writing songs against the war in Iraq or complaining about something but I don’t feel like there is any group that is a representation of our times.
I would be interested in trying to fill that void but I’m not a political person. The songs that I write are usually the relationships between two people or between one person and himself but I’m not a big picture/big theory kind of guy. I’m not terribly into philosophy or deeper things of that nature but I know that to be the songwriter that I want to grow into I’ll have to learn to write about bigger things but I’m trying to figure out how I’m going to get there. I guess the resolution that I want to do something better is how I’m going to start.
The other aspect of the movie that struck me has to do with a conversation that I think that I had with Max a couple weeks ago…I can’t remember if it was with Max but I guess it doesn’t matter…I had it. We thought it was kind of a drag that many brilliant artists and people regarded as celebrity led and continue to lead very self-destructive lifestyles. Bob Dylan was no exception. Two of his characters in the movie were unsavory people, with drug addictions and one was a poor family man. It makes for great cinema but it is nothing that I want. There is almost this understanding, however, that one has to live some sort of tragic life to be a true artist. And that’s bull… But anyways, not that I’m going to start doing drugs and shunning my loved ones, I just wanted to at least reflect and address upon that.
I’m going to work on some songs. I’ve had a pretty good week with songwriting. Then I’m back at Faneuil Hall tonight in the rotunda so my fingers are crossed that it’ll go well there.
Amazingly, I have yet to see the film. But I’m going tomorrow.
So while I check out “I’m Not There,” why don’t you check out my new novel, BLOOD ON THE TRACKS.
It’s a murder-mystery. But not just any rock superstar is knocking on heaven’s door. The murdered rock legend is none other than Bob Dorian, an enigmatic, obtuse, inscrutable, well, you get the picture…
Suspects? Tons of them. The only problem is they’re all characters in Bob’s songs.
You can get a copy on Amazon.com or go “behind the tracks” at http://www.bloodonthetracksnovel.com to learn more about the book.