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Snapshot of a soul...again.

The world's best music-while-it's-snowing. Then again, I've heard canoes in Canadian lakes saying this, too. Great job! (Mozart was Shakespeare's cousin.)

"Where no on asks any questions, or looks too long in your face...." We've all been there. Or will be. Or need to be. Just turn down the alley off Desolation Row. There's a bottomless dumpster for everything that can be lost. "Those things don't seem to matter much to me now." What a battl...

"Lookin' for a moment when the world seems right...." "When we found the things we loved/ They were crushed and dyin' in the dirt/ We tried to pick up the pieces/ And get away without gettin' hurt...." Amazing how beautifully he ALWAYS sees, inside every pain's desperation, a soul looking for i...

Beautiful job on a beautiful car. Great pix, too! The red-and-white two-tone is the perfect choice.

Had a 1968 D-18. Miss it! Tremendous guitar. Balance, depth, clarity. It could boom or whisper. Resonated no matter what you wanted it to do. Fine video, Jay. You brought out strong hints of what this work of art can do. I don't mean to seem cultist and I don't own Martin stock. I get why...

GREAT song. Gotta love that lonely Canadian wind sound, and her wistful but insistent voice here. The accordion is so nicely rooted in the big, boomy, but crisp rolling shuffle of the drums, and the moaning slide on that lead guitar. The layers talk to each other here. It all sounds like a ce...

This woman's a ghost, speaking truths from within anything with a soul. This is just haunting, in every way. "She'll not reach sanctuary just by looking to the sky...." The turbulent, beat, the rumbling rhythm guitar, those ringing lead guitar notes--and THAT VOICE. "First the sea, and then ...

THE DRUMMING! Now that's something that DOESN'T "happen every day." Shuffling and precise at the same time. So PRESENT. Clean and clear. Just another reason to leave the hard drugs alone, kids. RIP Howie Wyeth. One flaw on this great album, though: Mr. D. left "Abandoned Love" off it. A l...

In honor of Randy Savage: "Oh, yeahhhh." In honor of the heart: Bruce Springsteen. Tough not to be awed by this man. "My only faith's in the broken bones and the bruises I display." People so hurt they can trust only their pain. That piano, his voice. Compassionate insight perfectly put =...

Beautiful. He creates so many songs this perfect that it seems unreal sometimes....

Whenever his bombast and posturing annoy me, I remember the eloquence of his profound compassion. He can truly speak from the souls of so many characters. He's one of America's greatest story-tellers. Characters who are as compelling in what they can't quite say as in what they can. You can't...

Great stuff, but your dates seem off. License plate says Ohio, 1940 or 1949. That corresponds with the clothes, car's style & great condition, etc. The other films in this series seem more from the 1950s than the mid-1960s, too. Color film, though expensive, was widely available from the late 19...

Woops! Shoulda directed my comment to EdMahoney19, not sleedolfine15. Must have been those pesky Jews misdirecting my fingers! Also, I can't remember where I put my car keys. Yep--it's them Jews again!

WHAT a great version! The spaces in this song, the clarity, the resonance, of every instrument, are amazing, especially for a live recording. That electric mandolin from 5:08-5:54--goosebumps! And Jerry's singing was never better: wistful, letting go, pushing away, but edged with hurt, pity, los...

Innocence rides on reliability: Jackson & Longstreet on dad's mule, with dad guiding, walking the true human's steps. A Mississippi-haiku of Real Love, right there....

He clearly loves to listen to her. She brings music to his life. Shares her former worst worries--but now she again hopes, in shared terms: "So I guess we don't have to worry about this rain bein' the end of world." The cut to the modest forest flowers after she shares her reborn hopes. Life is g...

"I just try to be true to the characters, and write about all there is to write about: the complex life of simple truths." -Faulkner

"Let me help you...."

Humanity scratches "We were here, and we were (sometimes) human" against the wall of oblivion. Truest, most beautiful song.....ever.

The circle of love is only way to cope with, or break, the chain of pain. No wonder Fentryis so loving: look at how loving his own father is. "Come on over here to me, Jacskon & Longstreet Fentry." Puts giving the newborn love in terms of inviting the newborn to join him. The heart is the home. ...

His longer-than-expected absence restarts her abandonment fears. Made all the worse by her newly raised--and risked--hopes of having someone who's truly loyal. So beautiful that when he returns, she can't directly express affection and release--so she pets the mule instead. That mule is great sta...

Beautiful. This is making the guitar voice the human soul.....

Great job! One of THE best Dylan covers I've ever heard--and I've been listening a long time. You really made this song your own. Brought out the strength of its vulnerability.

The sympathy in his face as he LISTENS, and then she falls asleep, so vulnerable, but enduring best she can, after trusting her heart to him......beautiful. You see that look, from someone who himself has suffered, lost, and endured, and you know you've found Understanding. Even the sweetness o...

At 0:13, he tosses aside money he obviously needs. And instead goes off, alone, to nature and his family's grave markers, to begin coping with his child being wrenched from his love. Things that money can't price. And how clearly his heart's memory sees the boy's (undying) innocence. This man...

"And there you were, standing right by me."

"Hello, son. Welcome."

"The old verities and truths of the heart, lacking which any story [or person] is ephemeral and doomed: love and honor and pity and pride and compassion and sacrifice."--Faulkner. Damn right.

GREAT song, in so many ways.....