In Reward of Bob Dylan’s Cryptic Tweets

In 2016, Bob Dylan grew to become the primary musician to be awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature. Now, on the ripe outdated age of 83, he’s the to begin with the literature laureates to grow to be an energetic tweeter. (There’s additionally an account for Kazuo Ishiguro that was energetic in November 2019, however it’s solely acquired 706 follows and doesn’t look completely reputable.) There’s been an official Bob Dylan Twitter account for years, however it was overwhelmingly a management-run factor, which promoted new and reissued albums from his huge catalogue, and his seemingly countless tour dates.

On September twenty fifth, that modified. The chirpy, PR-y tone of earlier messages was discarded. “Completely satisfied Birthday Mary Jo!” learn the inaugural put up from Bobby D himself. “See you in Frankfort.” Dylanologists turned their scholarly gaze from their hero’s lyrics to this eight-word on-line utterance. Who’s Mary Jo? There are just a few notable Mary Jos, it seems, together with a chef, a boxer and a novelist, however none have any identified connection to Dylan. And Frankfort? Frankfort is the state capital of Kentucky, with a modest inhabitants of some 30,000 individuals. Frankfurt, nevertheless, is a German metropolis that Dylan was attributable to play in just a few weeks later.

Dylan has since tweeted 4 extra occasions. On September thirtieth: “I simply came upon the opposite day that Bob Newhart was gone. Relaxation in peace Bob. You introduced us a whole lot of pleasure.” Newhart, an American comic, died in July, so Dylan was late on the uptake. (Like Michael Caine, one other outdated, well-known tweeter, there’s an inevitable have to mourn the passing of contemporaries.) On October 1st, he “extremely” advisable a Creole restaurant in New Orleans he ate at when he was final within the metropolis.

Then on October ninth, he posted: “I bumped into one of many Buffalo Sabres within the elevator on the Prague resort. They have been on the town to play the New Jersey Devils. He invited me to the sport however I used to be performing that evening.” Once more, this was Dylanesque to the max: the happenstance assembly in a random European metropolis; the all-American correct nouns of “Buffalo Sabres” and “New Jersey Devils”; the faint word of wistfulness from being unable to take up the invitation. You may think about him slipping the road right into a tune, delivered in his gravel-gargling voice over a stately blues groove, and the viewers being none the wiser.