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All Shows in Bournemouth 28. 06. 2006 05. 05. 2002 02. 10. 1997 01. 10. 1997 Norbert Baro last update 25. 06. 2006 |
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(Bob's singing was fantastic Bob's harmonica playing was fantastic His performance made most of the songs great Even if they were ones I thought I didn't want to hear (for example Memphis Blues Again) His organ sounded at times like a thin wild mercury sound and at others like a fairground ride and a church organ I enjoyed tonight more than the entire Brixton run last year It was all to do with Bob's voice and harmonica I won't cry if I never see this band again though! ) (Bob Links) |
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Review by Peter Richards - Carpe There are some nights for Dylan when everything falls into place the difficulties are moulded into triumphs, his transcendent genius enveloping every friend and obstacle in its path, leaving them glinting in his wake. Last night in Bournemouth was such a night. By way of spectacular example, take the version of 'A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall'. Bob utterly, mesmerically focused on the song's sprawling avenues of adventure. The first chorus arrives... 'It's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a HARD, it's a HARD RAIN'S a-gonna fall' chants the audience in glorious unison with the poet on stage. Except Bob doesn't like this. The second chorus comes around, and Bob delays, stutters the timing, evades the anthemic temptation. The audience takes the hint- no more singing along. Bob is so INVOLVED in this version, seething at the microphone, IMPLORING his message to the sea of heads. The tension builds, the song reaching its climax as Dylan leaps into the final verse. To be confronted by screeching feedback- horror of horrors! He tries to sing again... 'what'll you do now, my- screech'. Despair. A great version ruined... but hang on- I can see Bob, standing back from the microphone, belting the words into the air, desperate to get the song right, mike or no mike... the song must go on... JUSTICE TO THE SONG! There is a haunting, fluctuating grimace of intent on his face as he sings the song's final words to himself, in front of 4,000 baying fans. And the final chorus arrives- still the mike won't function. But this is OUR cue! A great roaring crescendo bellows up from the smouldering audience pit, 'IT'S A HARD, IT'S A HARD, IT'S A HARD, IT'S A HARD, IT'S A HARD RAIN'S A-GONNA FALL!' chant 4,000 voices. (Bob Links) |
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Review by Matin Gayford Not in all as special a night as the 1st, but still with it's moments, particularly the encore variation slot. Good warm up, ok Tonight I'll be Staying, but all a bit routine until It takes a lot to laugh took everyone by surprise. Fluent, and his voice was holding up well. The set list looks like it is settling down a little, but Roving Gambler was handled well by Bob and the band, and Tangled was good enough. Love Minus Zero keeps changing in its intent, and, alongside Tambourine form the previous night, had a darker, near Time Out of Mind tinge to it, far from the Tammy Wynettics of the Unplugged version. (Bob Links) |
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Review by Matt Ines Blind Willie McTell needs little said about it - a great sing, rephrased musically, with a straighter, less reverential intent, played live the only way it could be, and a little bit of history for any fan. Highway 61 rocked, to nearly as great effect as Stuck Inside, before the encores came. Standard, with a great Don't Think, and the most fantastic Love Sick -a whole section of the crowd cheered the opening chords - better timing in this than later performances on the tour. The usual #12/35 jam, and Bob, soaked in sweat, left. The whole venue was up and cheering (they don't do this much in Bournemouth!), 15-55 year olds, Bobcats, mums, dad St. John's Ambulance, everyone. (Bob Links) |
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