on a whim and prayer

saw Bob Dylan last night, in lakewood new jersey.
new jersey! hah!

mikey hooked it up at the last minute, which was pretty cool. big up.

dylan was surprisingly good, according to me. the woman who kept collapsing from drunken-ness seemed to think so too. maybe. really hard to tell.

when i last saw him, it wasn't so great, but then that was a lot more crowded, a lot hotter, and a lot of other stuff.

this was in a minor-league baseball stadium, very small, and not crowded. we were able to get about 20ft from the stage, dead center. band was the same as i saw him with last time, but bob only played piano, no guitar. huh.

bob's strange as hell, but dammit, he's bob dylan, and has the right.

highway 61 was good, other songs too. his vocals were actually decent, though at some point many songs start to sound the same. his frog-throat thing is something.

as for the good people of new jersey, they are most definitely from the new jersey that people love to laugh at.

fascinating evening all around.