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 Greetings to my fans and followers with gratitude for all your support and loyalty across the years.
This is an unreleased song we recorded a while back that you might find interesting.
Stay safe, stay observant and may God be with you.
Bob Dylan
 
Murder Most Foul
 
Twas a dark day in Dallas November '63
A day that will live on in infamy
President Kennedy was a-ridin’ high
Good day to be livin' and a good day to die
Being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
He said "Wait a minute, boys you know who I am ?"
"Of course we do We know who you are"
Then they blew off his head while he was still in the car
Shot down like a dog in broad daylight
Was a matter of timing and the timing was right
You got unpaid debts we've come to collect
We're gonna kill you with hatred without any respect
We'll mock you and shock you and we'll put it in your face
We've already got someone here to take your place
The day they blew out the brains of the king
Thousands were watching no one saw a thing
It happened so quickly so quick by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed skillfully done
Wolfman oh wolfman oh wolfman howl
Rub-a-dub-dub it's a murder most foul
Hush little children You'll understand
The Beatles are comin' they're gonna hold your hand
Slide down the banister go get your coat
Ferry 'cross the Mersey and go for the throat
There's three bums comin' all dressed in rags
Pick up the pieces and lower the flags
I'm going to Woodstock it's the Aquarian Age
Then I'll go to Altamont and sit near the stage
Put your head out the window let the good times roll
There's a party going on behind the Grassy Knoll
Stack up the bricks pour the cement
Don't say Dallas don't love you Mr. President
Put your foot in the tank and step on the gas
Try to make it to the triple underpass
Blackface singer whiteface clown
Better not show your faces after the sun goes down
Up in the red light district they've got cop on the beat
Living in a nightmare on Elm Street
When you're down in Deep Ellum put your money in your shoe
Don't ask what your country can do for you
Cash on the ballot money to burn
Dealey Plaza, make left-hand turn
I'm going down to the crossroads gonna flag a ride
The place where faith hope and charity died
Shoot him while he runs boy Shoot him while you can
See if you can shoot the invisible man
Goodbye Charlie Goodbye Uncle Sam
Frankly Miss Scarlett I don't give a damn
What is the truth, and where did it go ?
Ask Oswald and Ruby they oughta know
"Shut your mouth" said the wise old owl
Business is business and it's a murder most foul
Tommy can you hear me ? I'm the Acid Queen
I'm riding in a long black limousine
Riding in the backseat next to my wife
Heading straight on in to the afterlife
I'm leaning to the left got my head in her lap
Hold on I've been led into some kind of a trap
Where we ask no quarter, and no quarter do we give
We're right down the street from the street where you live
They mutilated his body and they took out his brain
What more could they do ? They piled on the pain
But his soul's not there where it was supposed to be at
For the last fifty years they've been searchin' for that
Freedom oh freedom freedom cover me
I hate to tell you mister but only dead men are free
Send me some lovin' tell me no lies
Throw the gun in the gutter and walk on by
Wake up little Susie let's go for a drive
Cross the Trinity River let's keep hope alive
Turn the radio on don't touch the dials
Parkland hospital only six more miles
You got me dizzy Miss Lizzy - You filled me with lead
That magic bullet of yours has gone to my head
I'm just a patsy like Patsy Cline
Never shot anyone from in front or behind
I've blood in my eye got blood in my ear
I'm never gonna make it to the new frontier
Zapruder's film I seen night before
Seen it 33 times maybe more
It's vile and deceitful It's cruel and it's mean
Ugliest thing that you ever have seen
They killed him once and they killed him twice
Killed him like a human sacrifice
The day that they killed him someone said to me
"Son the age of the Antichrist has only begun"
Air Force One coming in through the gate
Johnson sworn in at 2:38
Let me know when you decide to thrown in the towel
It is what it is and it's murder most foul
What's new p****cat ? What'd I say ?
I said the soul of a nation been torn away
And it's beginning to go into a slow decay
And that it's 36 hours past Judgment Day
Wolfman Jack speaking in tongues
He's going on and on at the top of his lungs
Play me a song Mr. Wolfman Jack
Play it for me in my long Cadillac
Play me that "Only the Good Die Young"
Take me to the place Tom Dooley was hung
Play St. James Infirmary and the Court of King James
If you want to remember you better write down the names
Play Etta James too Play "I'd Rather Go Blind"
Play it for the man with the telepathic mind
Play John Lee Hooker Play "Scratch My Back"
Play it for that strip club owner named Jack
Guitar Slim going down slow
Play it for me and for Marilyn Monroe
Play "Please Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood"
Play it for the First Lady she ain't feeling any good
Play Don Henley play Glenn Frey
Take it to the limit and let it go by
Play it for Karl Wirsum too
Looking far far away at Down Gallow Avenue
Play tragedy play "Twilight Time"
Take me back to Tulsa to the scene of the crime
Play another one and "Another One Bites the Dust"
Play "The Old Rugged Cross" and "In God We Trust"
Ride the pink horse down the long lonesome road
Stand there and wait for his head to explode
Play "Mystery Train" for Mr. Mystery
The man who fell down dead like a rootless tree
Play it for the Reverend play it for the Pastor
Play it for the dog that got no master
Play Oscar Peterson Play Stan Getz
Play "Blue Sky" play Dickey Betts
Play Art Pepper Thelonious Monk
Charlie Parker and all that junk
All that junk and "All That Jazz"
Play something for the Birdman of Alcatraz
Play Buster Keaton play Harold Lloyd
Play Bugsy Siegel play Pretty Boy Floyd
Play the numbers play the odds
Play "Cry Me A River" for the Lord of the gods
Play Number 9 play Number 6
Play it for Lindsey and Stevie Nicks
Play Nat King Cole play "Nature Boy"
Play "Down In The Boondocks" for Terry Malloy
Play "It Happened One Night" and "One Night of Sin"
There's 12 Million souls that are listening in
Play "Merchant of Venice" play "Merchants of Death"
Play "Stella by Starlight" for Lady Macbeth
Don't worry Mr. President Help's on the way
Your brothers are coming there'll be hell to pay
Brothers ? What brothers ? What's this about hell ?
Tell them "We're waiting Keep coming" We'll get them as well
Love Field is where his plane touched down
But it never did get back up off the ground
Was a hard act to follow second to none
They killed him on the altar of the rising sun
Play "Misty" for me and "That Old Devil Moon"
Play "Anything Goes" and "Memphis in June"
Play "Lonely At the Top" and "Lonely Are the Brave"
Play it for Houdini spinning around his grave
Play Jelly Roll Morton play "Lucille"
Play "Deep In a Dream" and play "Driving Wheel"
Play "Moonlight Sonata" in F-sharp
And "A Key to the Highway" for the king on the harp
Play "Marching Through Georgia" and "Dumbarton's Drums"
Play darkness and death will come when it comes
Play "Love Me Or Leave Me" by the great Bud Powell
Play "The Blood-stained Banner" play "Murder Most Foul"
 
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13 minutes ago, QuestionMark said:

Really great lyrics.  Plus, Dylan’s delivery is really good/really haunting.  
 

Just listened to it twice to pick up all of lyrics and mood of the song.

Disclaimer:  I am a Dylan fan.  
 

QM aka “Jazzman” Jeff 

 

My thoughts as well.

In this case, it helps to have lived through that entire era to appreciate all the cultural references.

I was a junior in high school when Kennedy was killed, and I remember that day like it was yesterday. Not coincidentally, I had my introduction to Dylan's music a few months later.

You sort of had to be there...

It's a hard rain a'gonna fall, and it's falling again. Dark days, long nights.

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Must underline I don't want to throw a politically biased card here. It's sat up like the message it is - and must be seen as, , , a piece of art.

What strikes me is that Dylan seems to have been contacted by his muse, both in lyrics and performance.

A wonder which doesn't happens as often as often as earlier and therefore is equally uplifting to hear, , , even though it resulted in a dark tune now aired in a dark phase. 

We may like or not, but Bob carved a rock with this statement . And showed his format as a living world class artist with an intact key to the lounge'n'league of his own best.  

As a (sometimes dropping) fan I found  the track very impressing. On more levels than 1. . .  

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I remember being in the 5th grade, the nuns housekeeper came into the classroom and took Sister Leticia out into the hallway. She came back in  crying and announced that President Kennedy had been shot and that we should all go home. 

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Never heard this before, but it certainly goes along with Dylan being a prodigious writer.  When I saw the length of the lyrics I figured I'll listen to a bit of it, then just read them.  But, the dark atmosphere of the recording really pulled me in.  Sounds like a melodeon creating that somber and meloncholy sound.  To me, Dylan really nails the historical event and what went on around it.  So many of the songs that followed this event were cultural offsprings of it.  I'm glad I listened to it all instead of just reading the lyrics.  You won't dance to this song and you almost have to have been there or at least seriously read the history of this era to really pick-up on what Dylan is singing about.   He paints one-hell-of-a picture with all the metaphors and similes. .....The music of the 60s  was so much more than "music,"  It was part of all that was happening in societies throughout  the world and it spoke of what was happening.......  I was a freshman in high school when Kennedy was killed.  I still remember coming down the steps from the 3rd floor and someone yelled that the president's been shot.  By the time I got out to my ride, the radio was reporting he had died.  And revolving around all of this was the ever-growing turbulence of the 60s.   His Bobness is one of a very rare breed.  He just might be the proverbial "one of a kind."  I can see this being like Lightfoot's Canadian Railroad Trilogy.  At first glance I hesitated because of the length , but then I saw it was a true historical journey.  Anyway, Dylan is Dylan.  No matter what The Beatles, The Stones, etc. were doing, people like Dylan, Lightfoot, Cash, Prine, and a few others were doing their own thing.  I definitely see myself listening to this song many times.  Dylan is truly Dylan.  Thank God!

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For those too young to know, "Play it for that strip club owner named Jack" refers to Jack Ruby, the man who shot Lee Harvey Oswald, the man who killed Kennedy.

That set of a whole train of conspiracy theories that still surround Kennedy's murder.

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10 hours ago, MissouriPicker said:

The music of the 60s  was so much more than "music," 

So right - and B.D. was among it's finest  messengers. . 

3 hours ago, j45nick said:

For those too young to know, "Play it for that strip club owner named Jack" refers to Jack Ruby, the man who shot Lee Harvey Oswald, the man who killed Kennedy.

That set of a whole train of conspiracy theories that still surround Kennedy's murder.

Yes and Ruby is also mentioned earlier in the text, , , actually in connection with Oswald. But the whole tale is a historical prism with Dylan reflecting from his side while others would reflect it from theirs. 

Bet millswinging P.T. is proud to be in - the Fleetwood Mac-turtledoves too.  Especially the latter who don't really belong in the frame and therefor enjoy a heavy cadeau.  

And then we have the Fabs with their song I Want To Hold Your Hand, which as we know was a topic when Bob first met the group. He thought they sang I get high I get high. . . 
 

 

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My first night in Boot Camp - June 5th, 1968, they told us of the assassination of RFK. It was surreal.   When he was told of his brother's assassination 5 years earlier, Bobby said "I thought they'd get me first."  There were some witnesses who testified there was a 2nd gunman there in that LA hotel kitchen.  Like the Grassy Knoll testimonies from Dallas.  Then, in another 5 years - the disappearance of Hoffa  who had a few times told associates that JFK and RFK had to be eliminated ...  questions surrounding MLK's murder.   The race riots of those times  - LA,  DC,  Newark, Chicago, Detroit  in '67 and '68.    It was clear to us at the time, Sir Bobster was right - The Times They Are A-Changin'.   LBJ's Great Society and Vietnam War: They certainly didn't change for the better.   To say  the 60s were a turbulent decade would be a pitifully trite  understatement. These lyrics paint the mural for those who care to see it. 

A tip of the hat to Em7 to  surfacing this song.  

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3 hours ago, Murph said:

Dylan is Dylan.


"I'm one person when I wake up in the morning and another when I go to sleep. I don't know who I am and don't really care"
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .                                     . . . . . . .     .    .     .       .        .        .     .    .     .       .        .        .       .    .     .       .        .         . B.D. in the late 90s

 

But sure, , , we kind of recognize him, don't we.

There he is, , , no, a ghost casting shadow, , ,there, there, , , narhh, a phantom behind a glass of scotch. Watch, he comes, he comes, , , he is here, , , listen. Yes,  sometimes he is, yes. . 
 

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Despite the obvious musical differences, this new song has a lot in common with much of his best work from early years--obtuse references, surreal imagery, leaving you almost exhausted at the end. Much like the best poetry of the beat generation.

Oh man, I'm getting old...

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Well, I'll be the party pooper here. Listened to less than a minute of that and couldn't stand anymore. Sure, the lyrics are interesting. But whoever that guy is, it's not the Dylan from the 1960's that I admire. Just depresses me to see - and hear - him now. What I admired about him was his youth, enthusiasm and the incredible desire to make it. I still listen to those early recordings every day, but just have no interest at all after 1964. For me, 1962 is the Dylan I love. You can have that old guy.... sorry.

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19 minutes ago, Boyd said:

 What I admired about him was his youth, enthusiasm and the incredible desire to make it.

Everyone ages.  Enthusiasm waxes and wanes.  He's already made it.

Everything and everyone changes.......the only absolute truth in this universe.  

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35 minutes ago, Buc McMaster said:

Everything and everyone changes.......the only absolute truth in this universe.  

 

No argument there, and I wish him well. But, thanks to the magic of recording, I can still enjoy what he was at age 20. For those of you who still enjoy his work.... that's great!  But I'm just not interested anymore, and thought this thread needed at least one dissenting opinion. 🙂

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51 minutes ago, Boyd said:

 

No argument there, and I wish him well. But, thanks to the magic of recording, I can still enjoy what he was at age 20. For those of you who still enjoy his work.... that's great!  But I'm just not interested anymore, and thought this thread needed at least one dissenting opinion. 🙂

 

Of course, , , and you are not the first. 

Must say you stepped off quite early. 62 to 64. In all respect - would it be unfair to place you in the narrow-fan category. . 

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Put me in whatever "category" you choose. That range of dates is really due to the amazing availability of all the bootleg recordings on the internet today. I made a tape of my (ex) Mother in Law's "Great White Wonder" album back in the early 70's (she was an old hippie who knew Ramblin' Jack Elliot and met a young Dylan at a party in the Village). Ihad some other tapes, but never heard things like the Finjan Club or Folksinger's Choice recordings (two of my favorites) until very recently. Later in the 70's and 80's, I had a number of his newer albums and enjoyed them at the time. They are still OK, but just don't do much for me today.

But the more recent stuff is painful to my ears. Seriously.... if that was some guy you'd never heard of instead of Dylan, would you still listen to it? 

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