1 Go here http://expectingrain.com/discussions/vi ... e#p1143504
3 Put in ears
4 Stop fu
cking talking crap and start typing sense
I've actually had this all along and was just looking forward to Bennyboy's nasty comments.
I think I've held off on pick up the vinyl because of the vocal mistakes on Joey and Romance in Durango, they mixed them out for the regular releases.
So what? You also get to hear Emmylou hilariously say 'I fu
cked it up' at the end of 'Oh Sister'. You wont get that with the overblown CD mix.
You dont listen to Dylan for studio polish - thats one of the (many) reasons Modern Times is so crap. No, you listen for the ragged spirit and the intangible soul. And those run through Desire like the creek that used to run through the meadow where Isis does her thing.
Desire is a self-contained world where myth meets reality, where storytelling gives us the refracted and reflected truth, where perspective is skewed to reveal the hidden secrets of the heart. These songs exist out the corner of eyes, in half-dreamt fantasies, in adult fairy tales. Cinema in song.
You can't listen to the album as an academic exercise - you must abandon yourself to feeling
it. It's not meant to be taken literally, and I think some of you epically fail to understand that. Dylan's whole career is based on distortion and lies in the name of entertaining and fleshing out a wider agenda than narrow documentary. Once you switch off your need for the fact he presents to actually be historical fact and just, you know, kick back with the album - and the quad mix, played loud is my recommended format - you can wallow in its uniqueness. It a swirling shifting multi-faceted jewel, upholding the notion that communal music and voice can come from somewhere simultaneously both strange and ancient, yet more real and modern than the sordid humdrum present. The primal beat we all carry inside us.
Embrace the album and you step through a door into something really quite special - for my money the absolute pinnacle of Dylan's art. He never got quite to that realisation of vision again.