settles downable to maintain that nakedness behind a layer of artistic masks William Butler Yeats would have been proud of.“I am right in all my scorn, since I am escaping. Am I escaping? I am explaining.” So wrote ArthurRam-baud, the 19 year old French poet, in “Season In Hell.” Dylan’s carreer has always had something of a similar theme, scornful yet pleading, always proud but ready to humble himself, crying for love in the same words he conjours the apoca-lypse#It’s this complex nature that makes him that strange cult-hero who keeps changing. When we want him to be cynical he tells us love is all there is. When we look for the man who made songwriting a literary artform he rhymes moon, spoon, and June. And when we look for the pop star who knocked us out with his hit on AM radio he gives us a live recording of “Like a Rolling Stone” in which he forgets the words. Bob Dylan is a man who holds his audience at bay. I think the reason is basic self-defense.‘‘New Morning” Ts a good example of this defensive technique. It’s not rock, blues or gospel as such. It’s basic Dylan music, outgrowths from an understanding of the American music few people can boast of. The title song, a rocking love song, begins the second side with images of morning in the Catskills; rabbits running across the road and streams under the bridge. The sound belongs somewhere between Florida and the Canadian Border. The subject is a companion, the same companion weColumbia K C 30290Bob Dylan, born Robert Zimmerman, in the spring of 1941, Duluth, Minnesota. Grew up in Hibbing, Minnesota, a mining town near the Canadian border. Graduated from high school there in the spring of 1959. Spent a semester at University of Minnesota at Minneapolis.Bob Dylan, millionaire songwriterqua poet qua folksinger qua qua qua.Age 30, married, 4 children. Home in W oodstock, New York, a farm between Overlook and Thunderhead Mountains.It is Bob Dylan, age 29, who looks out from the front cover of “New Morning.” It is Robert Zimmerman,age 20, clutching his harmony guitar, who gives a softeyed glance from the back cover. Between these photos is a collection of 12 songs, written and performed by Bob Dylan, his 11th album.It’s a fine record, and, as always, something of a change. Gone is themight suspect he sings of in the fin song, “If Not For You,” anotte: bright fast tune, as well as the hajj j “The Man In Me,” and “Wintajf lude,” a song remenicent of anictlX skater’s waltz. What is Dylanjm happy about? “Time Passes Slowl® gives something of an answer, diI scribing the feel of living in A mountains, with a flashback tosoiV\ earlier time with another cobM panion: “Once I had a sweetheart *she was fine and good lookin/Wes| in her kitchen while her mamawi * cookin/Staring out the window to£Tl stars high above/Time pas$Sorn slowly when you’re searchin I love In this slow time it all b comes one, the past and the preset so that in “WhenToSeeTheGypst which begins with a gypsy in a ho( and a shouting dancing girl incT0 lobby, ends with the singer watchij the sun rise “over that little Mi Th nesota town.” Things are wellrfjour conciled, the singer’s past andprpaplt; sent both seem to be now, and^im visions keep on rolling. niacDylan’s own freedom isthesubj^d i of three other songs; “One Mcto lt;Weekend,” a bluesy plea for a mi Di night creep (“We’ll go somepl^e unknown / Leave all the childijcerr home”), “If Dogs Run Free’’A™ “Day Of The Locusts.” “If Run Free” is a talking blues cop 1 plete with rambling piano and sfhe vocal, more in the tradition of W aller than Woodie Guthrie, butrf0 £ lan can handle both with justice. freedom of the music and vocal matched to the talking lyrics#}01*1 mother to child. “Day Of The#11,custs,” besides the National Mi ci( novel of that name, was probar0 ni inspired by the honorary drf”’ ceremony attended by Dylanfda Princeton last spring. It describe?}'001man, aprehensive of the judges I Kcrowd, who comes to thepodiumofanc to hear the chilling song of thef01111 custs. “Put down my robe, pic£°“ J up my diploma/Took hold of f1 sweetheart and away we did dri|.C0! Straight for the hills, the blacklff^of Dakota/Sure was glad to get I. !of there alive” The escapism of^_may be matched with the last veT of “Sign In The W'indow,” a beat ful ballad that may be rated a# Dylan’s best. “Build me a cabin Utah/Marry me a wife and c* rainbow trout/Get a bunch of ^Continued on Page 6simplified arrangements and folk ballad forms of “John Wesley Harding.” Gone also is the slick country feel and softened voice of “Nashville Skyline.” The popular songs, concert versions and traditional adaptions of “Self Portrait” are absent as well. “New Morning” is another new Bob Dylan, rock, blues, and gospel, naked as a iailbird and stillA Journal of Student Opinion mbier, Ohio 43022 (614) AExchange Editor Headline Editor Advisor PhotographersEditor Sam BaroneAssistant Editor John RyersonSports Editor Art UnderwoodFeatures Editor Linda UrbanManaging Editor Liesel. 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