Check out "Oxford Town" off the Freewhelin. Here are four quick examples off the top of my head. But didn't faint :) However, Dylan has a long history of songs relaying the oppression of black people (often in the south) which perhaps you were unaware of (or perhaps you were). They just weren’t into it for some reason.” According to the fan, Zevon’s performance was great, but “the crowd was dead.
Won’t cost you nothing.Īnd if you’d like to read a fan review of this particular gig – posted on the Web in August of 2000 – follow this link.
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You can download the complete bootleg recording of Zevon’s March 18, 2000, show at Club Bene – any or all of it – by following this link to Internet Archive.
Click here to hear the live solo performance of “My Shit’s Fucked Up.” Sort of a perfect artifact of Warren Zevon’s peculiar career. Still, that anonymous douchebag yelling “This sucks!” makes this recording extra special to me. If I had been lucky enough to witness this performance, I’m sure I would’ve perceived it as something special. it doesn’t suck! It has a haunting melody, and Zevon’s guitar playing is superb. (This being a fan-recorded bootleg, the heckling is easy to hear.) in 2000, Warren Zevon, with just his guitar, performs “My Shit’s Fucked Up.” Mid-way through the song, somebody yells out: “This sucks!” And repeats it. Zevon would be diagnosed with terminal cancer in 2002. It’s especially powerful considering that Mr. Okay, now listen to him perform a song called “My Shit’s Fucked Up.” Lyrically, it’s loaded with Zevon’s dark sense of humor and fatalism. Just him, a guitar, a harmonica and a keyboard. (A Jersey Shore dive, basically.) No band. On March 18, 2000, Zevon played a solo gig at Club Bene in South Amboy, N.J. The track that’s got me wild about Warren Zevon right now is actually a bootleg. a 1987 track called “Leave My Monkey Alone.” (Wanna hear it? It’s not good. And his one-off collaboration with George Clinton.
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That plus his occasional appearances on Letterman. Remember the “Werewolves of London” scene in “The Color of Money”? Cool scene, right? That was all I knew of Zevon’s music. (Dylan’s not at the top of the list, however.) So I’m checking out some Warren Zevon.
Lately I’ve wanted to fill some of those gaps. (I bet a white boy just fainted reading that. For example: I have never owned a record or CD by Bob Dylan. There are gaps in my pop-culture education.