A comment to M. Simon’s earlier post (about the video linked by Glenn earlier) made me search for the original, because I’m too “vane” to need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows….
And no, I don’t follow leaders, I watch the parking meters!
(But that’s Allen Ginsburg in the background so Look out kid…)
Which reminded me of a photo I took yesterday…..
Yeah, I know her eyes are gone. Had to remove them to protect the poor stranger’s privacy.
But the school aspect reminded me of another photo I decided it was safe to leave the eyes in. Scales and all.
Scales fall from eyes, of course then fish from ice to scales!
And from the metal to the petals (which fall too).
This saint who was standing nearby has probably seen many cycles of petal to metal.
metering the cycles of scales in my eyes
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Interesting the way the parody tied together two different Dylan songs.
Thanks for connecting the rest of the dots.
Here is Weird Al Yankovic as Bob?s Palindrome. If I hadn?t previously seen this Weird Al parody, I would have been more skeptical about your video actually being Bob Dylan and Ginsberg. Art imitates life, or vice versa.
I thought it was worth linking — especially because “Subterranean Homesick Blues” was the source credited for the name of the Weathermen SDS faction.
That’s right.
“You don’t need to be a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.”
Ironic to use a Dylan song to name a political faction, as Dylan had shown himself to be rather apolitical.
The naming of the group also shows the Communist fantasy of being in the vanguard of the future. The wind is blowing towards socialism…