Bob Dylan - Gates Of Eden - Blackbushe 1978 Concert

I don't remember it raining at Blackbushe? Mind you Bob was so good the weather was unimportant...

I didn't know he played this song at this concert. It is the best version I have heard. Was Dylan's voice ever better than in 1978? My grandmother lived in Fleet near Blackbushe aerodrome but I didn't trouble to go—I had been to four out of six shows at Earls Court earlier in the month/year. I had a bus ticket to Istanbul leaving from outside the National Gallery in Trafalgar Square. The bus never got further than Thessaloniki. The scam firm was called CONSOLAS. It was 1978 and I was nineteen. Bryan Ferry's version of this song is quite interesting. He obviously likes it. I used to find the melody dull but it is growing on me. Thank you for posting this Roland Ray. I am glad you made this recording with your microphone held high. Dylan would soon become a 'born again' Christian but it's the same voice on Slow Train Coming, full of suspicion and passion like Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane. Could we have been fooled into thinking that Dylan was a greater genius than he was? I don't think so. I am writing this in a hotel room in Santander Spain. I have hung a big bath towel over the flat screen television and disconnected the sarcophagus so I can't see its red light. I have a foul cough that has lasted three and a half months and I had an interrupted night. Allen Ginsberg who I did meet! on three occasions loved the line 'the princess and the prince discuss what's real and what is not'. At sixty-five I can appreciate that line; my younger self—nourished by The Court of the Crimson King— could not see the profundity and found it pretentious. It rained during the night. I am on the ninth floor. The umbrellas of the people passing by the post office look like little round fungi or Christmas cake decorations. The crossing on the ferry was spoilt by the Christmas songs and carols playing loud all over the ship. Can you guess which one I requested from the DJ? The one with the line 'I could have been someone/but so could anyone'. Busses and this song. Breakfast at the café del Pombo with its polished expressionist paintings and pistachio waistcoated waiters next door to the Librería Gil. How do I remember the name of that bookshop? By thinking of Ariadna Gil and her rôle as the investigative journalist in Soldados de Salamina, David Trueba's film. She was married to Trueba at the time. Soon to be divorced. Thank you for posting this song which has inspired me to write. I will play it again now.

I haven't got white

Mick jagger sang this

Yeah, not sure thats blackbush , wheres the the top hat , and as i remember it was dusk or dark when he came on.

Doubt that's a photo from Blackbushe

No me I don't want it no more painting 🎨 for me