Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast

Henry Bernstein

Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast, where we explore the man and the music one song at a time.

  1. ١٥ سبتمبر

    18. Things Have Changed with Liz Cantalamessa

    Welcome to Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast, where we explore the man and the music one song at a time. Henry welcomes writer, scholar, professor, front row warrior, fellow Swiftie and all around Bestie, Liz Cantalamessa to discuss Dylan's 2000, Oscar Winning song "Things Have Changed."  Watch the Things Have Changed Video Follow along with the lyrics here: Things Have ChangedWritten by: Bob Dylan A worried man with a worried mind No one in front of me and nothing behind There’s a woman on my lap and she’s drinking champagne Got white skin, blood in my eyes I’m looking up into the sapphire-tinted skies I’m well dressed, waiting on the last train Standing on the gallows with my head in a noose Any minute now I’m expecting all hell to break loose People are crazy and times are strange I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range I used to care, but things have changed This place ain’t doing me any good I’m in the wrong town, I should be in Hollywood Just for a second there I thought I saw something move Gonna take dancing lessons, do the jitterbug rag Ain’t no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag Only a fool in here would think he’s got anything to prove Lot of water under the bridge, lot of other stuff too Don’t get up gentlemen, I’m only passing through People are crazy and times are strange I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range I used to care, but things have changed I’ve been walking forty miles of bad road If the Bible is right, the world will explode I’ve been trying to get as far away from myself as I can Some things are too hot to touch The human mind can only stand so much You can’t win with a losing hand Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet Putting her in a wheelbarrow and wheeling her down the street People are crazy and times are strange I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range I used to care, but things have changed I hurt easy, I just don’t show it You can hurt someone and not even know it The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity Gonna get low down, gonna fly high All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie I’m in love with a woman who don’t even appeal to me Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy, they jumped in the lake I’m not that eager to make a mistake People are crazy and times are strange I’m locked in tight, I’m out of range I used to care, but things have changed   Follow  @songsofbob, @henrybernstein.bsky.social If you would like to support hosting my  podcasts, please check out my Patreon where for $5 I will give you a shout out on the podcast of your choice.  Thank you to, Rob Kelly, Roberta Rakove, Matt Simonson, and Christopher Vanni. For $10, in addition to the shout-out I'll send you a surprise piece of Bob Dylan merch! Thank you to Kaitie Cerovec who is already enjoying her merch! I have a merch shop! Check out all sorts of fun Bob Dylan (and more) items! Thank you to Mark Godfrey, Linda Maultsby and Peter White over on Substack. Email us at songsofbobdylan@gmail.com Subscribe: YouTube, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Substack.

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  2. ١٥ أغسطس

    17. Where Are You Tonight (Journey Through Dark Heat) With Kait Runevitch (The Bob Dylan Fan Club)

    Welcome to Songs of Experience: A Bob Dylan Podcast, where we explore the man and the music one song at a time. Henry welcomes dear friend and co-founder of The Bob Dylan Fan Club, Kait Runevitch to discuss 1978's Where Are You Tonight? (Journey Through Dark Heat).    Where Are You Tonight? (Journey Through Dark Heat)Written by: Bob Dylan There’s a long-distance train rolling through the rain Tears on the letter I write There’s a woman I long to touch and I miss her so much But she’s drifting like a satellite There’s a neon light ablaze in this green smoky haze Laughter down on Elizabeth Street And a lonesome bell tone in that valley of stone Where she bathed in a stream of pure heat Her father would emphasize you got to be more than streetwise But he practiced what he preached from the heart A full-blooded Cherokee, he predicted to me The time and the place that the trouble would start There’s a babe in the arms of a woman in a rage And a longtime golden-haired stripper onstage And she winds back the clock and she turns back the page Of a book that no one can write Oh, where are you tonight? The truth was obscure, too profound and too pure To live it you have to explode In that last hour of need, we entirely agreed Sacrifice was the code of the road I left town at dawn, with Marcel and St. John Strong men belittled by doubt I couldn’t tell her what my private thoughts were But she had some way of finding them out He took dead-center aim but he missed just the same She was waiting, putting flowers on the shelf She could feel my despair as I climbed up her hair And discovered her invisible self There’s a lion in the road, there’s a demon escaped There’s a million dreams gone, there’s a landscape being raped As her beauty fades and I watch her undrape I won’t but then again, maybe I might Oh, if I could just find you tonight I fought with my twin, that enemy within ’Til both of us fell by the way Horseplay and disease is killing me by degrees While the law looks the other way Your partners in crime hit me up for nickels and dimes The guy you were lovin’ couldn’t stay clean It felt outa place, my foot in his face But he should-a stayed where his money was green I bit into the root of forbidden fruit With the juice running down my leg Then I dealt with your boss, who’d never known about loss And who always was too proud to beg There’s a white diamond gloom on the dark side of this room And a pathway that leads up to the stars If you don’t believe there’s a price for this sweet paradise Remind me to show you the scars There’s a new day at dawn and I’ve finally arrived If I’m there in the morning, baby, you’ll know I’ve survived I can’t believe it, I can’t believe I’m alive But without you it just doesn’t seem right Oh, where are you tonight?   Follow  @songsofbob, @henrybernstein.bsky.social If you would like to support hosting my  podcasts, please check out my Patreon where for $5 I will give you a shout out on the podcast of your choice.  Thank you to, Rob Kelly, Roberta Rakove, Matt Simonson, and Christopher Vanni. For $10, in addition to the shout-out I'll send you a surprise piece of Bob Dylan merch! Thank you to Kaitie Cerovec who is already enjoying her merch! I have a merch shop! Check out all sorts of fun Bob Dylan (and more) items! Thank you to Mark Godfrey, Linda Maultsby and Peter White over on Substack. Email us at songsofbobdylan@gmail.com Subscribe: YouTube, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Substack.

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  3. ١٥ يوليو

    16. Pressing On with Roberta Rakove

    Henry welcomes back Roberta Rakove (Ep. 3: The Man In Me) to talk about a highlight from 1980's Saved, "Pressing On."   Listen to the song here Follow along with the lyrics: Pressing OnWritten by: Bob Dylan Well I’m pressing on Yes, I’m pressing on Well I’m pressing on To the higher calling of my Lord Many try to stop me, shake me up in my mind Say, “Prove to me that He is Lord, show me a sign” What kind of sign they need when it all come from within When what’s lost has been found, what’s to come has already been? Well I’m pressing on Yes, I’m pressing on Well I’m pressing on To the higher calling of my Lord Shake the dust off of your feet, don’t look back Nothing now can hold you down, nothing that you lack Temptation’s not an easy thing, Adam given the devil reign Because he sinned I got no choice, it run in my vein Well I’m pressing on Yes, I’m pressing on Well I’m pressing on To the higher calling of my Lord Copyright © 1980 by Special Rider Music Follow  @songsofbob, @henrybernstein.bsky.social If you would like to support hosting my  podcasts, please check out my Patreon where for $5 I will give you a shout out on the podcast of your choice.  Thank you to, Rob Kelly, Roberta Rakove, Matt Simonson, and Christopher Vanni. For $10, in addition to the shout-out I'll send you a surprise piece of Bob Dylan merch! Thank you to Kaitie Cerovec who is already enjoying her merch! I have a merch shop! Check out all sorts of fun Bob Dylan (and more) items! Thank you to Mark Godfrey, Linda Maultsby and Peter White over on Substack. Email us at songsofbobdylan@gmail.com Subscribe: YouTube, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Substack.

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  4. ١٥ يونيو

    15. They Killed Him with Harold Lepidus

    On our 15th episode Henry welcomes a personal hero and someone he's been reading and following for 20 years! Author, journalist, writer, podcaster, and music scholar, Harold Lepidus to talk about 1986's They Killed Him from Knocked Out Loaded.  Listen to the song here Follow along with the lyrics: They Killed HimWritten by: Kris Kristofferson There was a man named Hatma Gandi He would not bow down he would not fight He knew the deal was down and dirty And nothing wrong could make it right away But he knew his duty and the prize he had to pay Just another holy man who tried to be a friend My God, they killed him. Another man from Atlanta, Georgia By name of Martin Luther King He shook the land like the rolling thunder And made the bells of freedom ring today With a dream of beauty that they could not burn away Just another holy man who dared to make a stand My God, they killed him. The only Son of God Almighty The holy one called Jesus Christ He healed the lame and fed the hungry And for his love they took his life away On the road to glory where the story never ends Just the holy Son of Man we'll never understand My God, they killed him. There was a man named Mahatma Gandi A man named Martin Luther King The only Son of God Almighty The only one called Jesus Christ On the road to glory where the story never ends Just the holy Son of Man we'll never understand My God, they killed him. There was a man named Mahatma Gandi A man named Martin Luther King The only Son of God Almighty The only one called Jesus Christ On the road to glory where the story never ends Just the holy Son of Man we'll never understand My God, they killed him.   Follow  @songsofbob, @henrybernstein.bsky.social If you would like to support hosting my  podcasts, please check out my Patreon where for $5 I will give you a shout out on the podcast of your choice.  Thank you to, Rob Kelly, Roberta Rakove, Matt Simonson, and Christopher Vanni. For $10, in addition to the shout-out I'll send you a surprise piece of Bob Dylan merch! Thank you to Kaitie Cerovec who is already enjoying her merch! I have a merch shop! Check out all sorts of fun Bob Dylan (and more) items! Thank you to Mark Godfrey, Linda Maultsby and Peter White over on Substack. Email us at songsofbobdylan@gmail.com Subscribe: YouTube, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Substack.

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  5. ٢٤ مايو

    14. Black Rider with Michael Glover Smith & Adam Selzer - 1 Year Anniversary Episode!

    On this very special episode, Henry celebrates Bob Dylan's 84th Birthday and the 1 year anniversary of Songs of Experience with 2 beloved guests, Michael Glover Smith and Adam Selzer. Henry, Mike and Adam do their signature deep dive into a surprise standout from the Rough & Rowdy Ways album and tour, BLACK RIDER.  Listen to the song here: Read the lyrics:  Black RiderWritten by: Bob Dylan Black Rider Black Rider you been livin’ too hard You been up all night havin’ to stay on your guard The path that you’re walkin’ - is too narrow to walk Every step of the way another stumblin’ block The road that you’re on - same road that you know But it’s not the same as - it was a minute ago Black Rider Black Rider you’ve seen it all You’ve seen the great world and you’ve seen the small You fell into the fire and you’re eating the flame Better seal up your lips if you want to stay in the game Be reasonable Mister - be honest be fair Let all of your earthly thoughts be a prayer Black Rider Black Rider all dressed in black I’m walking away and you try to make me look back My heart is at rest I’d like to keep it that way I don’t want to fight - at least not today Go home to your wife stop visiting mine One of these days I’ll forget to be kind Black Rider Black Rider tell me when - tell me how If there ever was a time then let it be now Let me go through - open the door My soul is distressed my mind is at war Don’t hug me - don’t flatter me - don’t turn on the charm I’ll take out a sword and have to hack off your arm Black Rider Black Rider hold it right there The size of your cock will get you nowhere I’ll suffer in silence I’ll not make a sound Maybe I’ll take the - high moral ground Some enchanted evening I’ll sing you a song Black Rider Black Rider you’ve been on the job too long Follow  @songsofbob, @henrybernstein.bsky.social If you would like to support hosting my  podcasts, please check out my Patreon where for $5 I will give you a shout out on the podcast of your choice.  Thank you to, Rob Kelly, Roberta Rakove, Matt Simonson, and Christopher Vanni. For $10, in addition to the shout-out I'll send you a surprise piece of Bob Dylan merch! Thank you to Kaitie Cerovec who is already enjoying her merch! I have a merch shop! Check out all sorts of fun Bob Dylan (and more) items! Thank you to Mark Godfrey, Linda Maultsby and Peter White over on Substack. Email us at songsofbobdylan@gmail.com Subscribe: YouTube, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Substack.

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  6. ١٥ أبريل

    13. Señor (Tales of Yankee Power) with Jessica Elisheva Emerson (Author of Olive Days))

    Henry welcomes award winning, critically acclaimed author of "Olive Days" and dear friend, Jessica Elisheva Emerson to talk about a beloved, signature track off of the fan favorite album Street Legal -1978’s “Señor (Tales of Yankee Power)!" Listen to the song, and follow along with the lyrics: Señor (Tales of Yankee Power)Written by: Bob Dylan Señor, señor, do you know where we’re headin’? Lincoln County Road or Armageddon? Seems like I been down this way before Is there any truth in that, señor? Señor, señor, do you know where she is hidin’? How long are we gonna be ridin’? How long must I keep my eyes glued to the door? Will there be any comfort there, señor? There’s a wicked wind still blowin’ on that upper deck There’s an iron cross still hangin' down from around her neck There’s a marchin’ band still playin’ in that vacant lot Where she held me in her arms one time and said, “Forget me not” Señor, señor, I can see that painted wagon I can smell the tail of the dragon Can’t stand the suspense anymore Can you tell me who to contact here, señor? Well, the last thing I remember before I stripped and kneeled Was that trainload of fools bogged down in a magnetic field A gypsy with a broken flag and a flashing ring Said, “Son, this ain’t a dream no more, it’s the real thing” Señor, señor, you know their hearts is as hard as leather Well, give me a minute, let me get it together I just gotta pick myself up off the floor I’m ready when you are, señor Señor, señor, let’s disconnect these cables Overturn these tables This place don’t make sense to me no more Can you tell me what we’re waiting for, señor? Copyright © 1978 by Special Rider Music Visit https://www.elishevaemerson.com/ for more information on where to buy Olive Days. Follow  @songsofbob, @henrybernstein.bsky.social If you would like to support hosting my  podcasts, please check out my Patreon where for $5 I will give you a shout out on the podcast of your choice.  Thank you to, Rob Kelly, Roberta Rakove, Matt Simonson, and Christopher Vanni. For $10, in addition to the shout-out I'll send you a surprise piece of Bob Dylan merch! Thank you to Kaitie Cerovec who is already enjoying her merch! I have a merch shop! Check out all sorts of fun Bob Dylan (and more) items! Thank you to Mark Godfrey, Linda Maultsby and Peter White over on Substack. Email us at songsofbobdylan@gmail.com Subscribe: YouTube, Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Substack.

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