Bob Dylan 990616 in Sacramento, California
Subject: Simon/Dylan at Arco 6-16 From: Jesse Shanks blankreb@neworld.net Date: Thu, 17 Jun 1999 11:57:06 -0700 I have been to many concerts and I have never quite been to one that seemed to have such a broad range of audience as this show. From youngsters to oldsters, from suits to tie-dye hippies, freaks to punks... they were all there. Paul Simons's set was very affecting and interesting. "Bridge Over Troubled Water" was played as a slow, majestic opener. The light show for Simon's set was very well done. The songs before Mrs. Robinson were not very familiar to me but I enjoyed them very much. Simon made reference to a review that called "The Capeman" a "flop" and declared that "it was great and he loved it." Mrs. Robinson seemed not to affect the crowd much. Such a recognizable lick on the guitar should have sparked more response, I would have thought. "Me and Julio" was fun. Many people who had seen the set list took the opportunity to leave during "Further To Fly" and I agreed that it was the weakest song of the night. But, from Graceland through "Still Crazy" the performance was all right on. I found myself wishing that Simon would have let his band loose for some extended jamming. All in all, it was a great show. The duet songs were quite riveting. The time seem to fly by. Bob's harmonica solo on "Sounds of Silence" lived up to its billing. I had been hoping for the restoration of "Forever Young" in place of "Knockin' On Heaven's Door" but the reggae version was comfortable and reminded me distinctly of the version on "Budokan." Oddly, during the intermission I ran into several people who had the impression that the show might be over! I said, "Don't go home yet!" However, I also told someone that Bob was probably not going to use much of a light show. That was incorrect. The lights during Dylan's set were very well done! Especially effective were the lights that showed shadows of the band on the backdrop. The band was strong and spirited. Often they seemed to operate as extensions of Dylan. After the ostentatious instrumentation of Simon's band, Dylan's crew was pretty straightforward. There was violin on "Back Pages" and pedal steel on "4th Street," but otherwise it was guitars. However, they played a lot of different guitars! "Cocaine Blues" was one of the few songs that I had not heard live before. I was anxious to hear the sound mix having heard varying opinions of the quality. Several people commented that "Dylan can't sing" or "I can't understand what he is saying" or "I can't sing along with him," etc. I found the quality to be very good and I was able to hear Bob's voice distinctly and on the songs where he wanted to be heard, he was very easily understood. "Don't Think Twice" was lovely. This was very true on "Not Dark Yet" and "Love Sick" lending credence in my mind to thew theory that the songs on "TOOM" are more suited to Dylan's current vocal style. After concluding a somewhat muddy vocal on "Memphis Blues," Bob remarked, "that was a song off one of my older records and here is one off my new one" and then launched into an achingly pristine reading of "Not Dark Yet." It was a highlight. The vocal on "4th Street" was very sly and a hoot. "All Along The Watchtower" was terrifically powerful rock and roll. It was at this point that many of the older audience members left. I don't think they were expecting such a rude noise! Too bad they didn't hang around for "Highway 61." I have heard this one in several different versions from Bob and this was one of the most potent versions of hard Dylan rock I have heard. I don't care who is tired of it. I don't care how many times they have heard it. As long as Bob Dylan wants to play "Like A Rolling Stone," I'll listen. I can still hear the cannon shot drumbeat that kicked it off! Bam! Another rude noise! The power of the guitars was overwhelming! (I only missed organ and piano a little) "It Aint Me, Babe" is the same. Play it, I'll listen. ("TUIB" too!) "Not Fade Away" was the only song that I recall having background singing. It was one more rude noise! The whole show was well conceived and well executed. The set list was solid even if not reaching too far afield. Bob's performance was really quite incredible. The band is rock solid. J. Shanks
Subject: Re: June 16, 1999 - Sacramento, California - Setlist From: Zardoz eckos@earthlink.net Date: Fri, 18 Jun 1999 00:06:50 -0700 Just a few thoughts, for what they're worth. The ambient, virtual-fish-tank arrangements of "Bridge" and "Further to Fly" were pretty weak, in my view, but the rest of Paul's performance ranged from good to excellent. It's rare that "chills run down my spine," but it actually did happen for a few moments toward the end of "Cool, Cool River." Also, there seemed to be a catch of genuine emotion in Paul's voice when he sang, "Where have you gone, Joe Dimagio...." However, at one point Paul said (paraphrase based on poor memory): "I'm stupid, I'm stupid, I'm really stupid. I know I shouldn't, but I was reading something and the writer mentioned my 'flop musical' The Capeman. Now, I guess most of you didn't see it, but let me tell you, it was great. I don't know why they hate [or "slam" or "attack"] me. I can [or perhaps 'can't'] guess." It seemed to me that Paul was sort of answering his own question here -- obviously insincere self-deprecation coupled with a willingness to call your own work "great" can be less than endearing. Anyway, Paul introduced Bob with words along the lines of "an honor and a pleasure." But I found listening to the duets almost a chore. Bob appeared half-asleep (in dark slacks), and the simultaneous singing of verses wasn't too effective. The trading of verses on "Knockin'" worked better but was nowhere near as enjoyable as the duet he did with Sheryl Crow a while back. Then, the first two songs of Bob's set also seemed flat. I was beginning to think that Paul was going to end up putting on by far the better show. But "Don't Think Twice" saved the day. It almost always brings out some very inventive singing and this whole show really came alive as Bob began stressing the "i" words, like "iiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiii ain't saying you treated me unkiiiind," etc. Also, this was the first Dylan show I've seen in a few years where Bob was making repeated use of the high end of his range -- the almost unrelenting gruffness which seemed to be getting worse and worse in 1998 was definitely a thing of the past last night. It's another cliche, but on any number of occasions his voice was soaring above the music -- a wonderful change. Also, a while ago, someone here argued that Dylan's singing was almost always haphazard in live performances -- that he saved his careful vocal performances for the studio. While I don't think I'd agree with that point in general, last night's show offered some of the strongest examples of thoughtful singing that I've heard, either in person or on tape, from anyone. "Positively 4th Street" was sung in a low-key manner, but with none of the wistful, forgiving tone he's put into a lot of recent performances. This is without a doubt the most disdainful version I know of (including the official release). I think Bob may have crossed the line from excellence to greatness with this song last night (though he did mar it slightly with a clunky guitar break). As his voice faded out on the last words "what a drag it is to see you...," the volume of the guitars shot up as if the disgust that Bob was barely holding back finally burst forth. There were many other wonderful moments -- when Bob sang, "This kind of love, I'm so sick of it," he sounded like he was sick of absolutely everything -- a real "goodbye cruel world" reading. Or again, in "Memphis Blues," when he whined the word "Moooobiiiile" higher than the rest of the line, he made it sound like, "Christ, anywhere but *Mobile.*" [Incidentally, he sang the "20 pounds of headlines" verse, and the "Italian poet" verse in "Tangled"]. Or again, as he let his words drop groggily one by one in "Not Dark Yet" -- "can't even remember what it was I came here to get away from" -- before almost literally crying out, "Don't even hear the MUUUURRRRMER of a prayer...." Or the sickly-cutesy touch he gave to "Would you like to make a deal?" in "Rolling Stone" -- he perfectly captured both a character who knows she's in trouble and a narrator who's smirking at her predicament. Finally, "It Ain't Me Babe" was one of the *really* long versions, and it did hold sadness and tenderness. I found my mind wandering during the mid-song guitar interlude, but the last couple minutes featured an intriguing and extended harmonica solo done through the mic set-up that adds a lot of huskiness to the sound. In all, I think this show was too uneven to be a great concert, but it had many moments as good as anything I've heard from Bob.