I totally forgot that I own this on vinyl. A savagely underrated debut, this. Sure, it may only include two original songs and it may not possess the iconic sense of poetry that would soon follow, from his next album forward. But what this record does is two things: one, it introduces the character of “Bob Dylan” to the world. A primer, to get accustomed to Bob’s style, before he hits you with his own shit. Secondly, this album serves as a perfect exclamation point to his coffee house upbringing, and the hundreds of songs he cut his teeth on. If you have the bootlegs (official and otherwise) then you know what I mean.
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