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Praise for Like a Rolling Stone
Greil Marcus, a critic of formidable erudition and a writer of enviable fluency, has constructed his own school of American studies on a foundation of rock n roll over the last three decades No less than Dylans song, Marcus book is a performance.
Los Angeles Times
Magisterial, hypnotic and unfinished, the song is worth every bit of lavish attention that Marcus gives it, with a passion as eloquent as it is infectious essential reading for anyone who wants to get closer to Dylans masterpiece of vitriol.
The Nation
Greil Marcus, one of rock musics finest analysts and chroniclers, spins its creation and effect into a sociological and musical study [that] nails the impact of Dylans best-known song.
Variety
Marcus is still the song we cant get out of our heads Beyond that, lie depths only a critic as knowledgeable and gifted as Marcus can plumb Today, hundred-channel radios can be set to chirp a reminder every time a Dylan song bounces off a satellite and into your dashboard. Great as such hardware is, though, listening to Marcus improvise in Like a Rolling Stone offers pleasures just as profound.
David Kipen, San Francisco Chronicle
Marcus has the armament of a critica formidable knowledge of art, politics, literature and cinemaand the instincts of a poet He has given us a livelier and more provocative book than you have any right to expect from a 60-year-old man writing about a 40-year-old record.
London Independent
A book-length deconstruction of a song is a questionable undertaking at best. But when the writer is music critic and cultural historian Marcus and the song is Dylans 6-minute masterwork, the reader is in good hands.
Atlanta Journal-Constitution
Instilled with the primitive giddy rush of rock n roll Like a RollingStone is as good as Chronicles and, in its way, as career-encompassing Marcus breathes new fire into Like a Rolling Stone.
London Times
Its epic sense of hyper-informed, cool detachment might just make it a milestone in music criticism.
Portland Mercury
Marcus oeuvre is to dazzle the reader with his vocabulary and wildly imaginative connections it can make you giddy, like listening to an oldies station with great taste and a sense of surprise.
Denver Post
The work of a great historian-stylist relentlessly scoring the territories of American pops dream life for raptures and nightmares, and bringing it all back hometo find home utterly changed.
Blender
Greil Marcus telling is a version of the freedom he finds in the song. In his version, the outsiders declaration of revenge becomes the most thrilling and violent of familiar epics: the tale of American self-invention.
New York Observer
If any pop song deserves thorough examination, its this one for those of us who experienced the record as it happened 40 years ago, its a fascinating, transporting read.
The Christian Science Monitor
Marcus vast understanding of American culture and intimate knowledge of Dylans career make this an eye-opening read
Booklist (starred review)
Marcus is able to tell the familiar story in such a lively and light way that even the old sounds new again with Marcuss insight, youre likely to hear somethinglike a Michael Bloomfield guitar lick or the work by drummer Bobby Greggyouve never noticed before.
Associated Press
Marcuss genius is to pull the reader into this mythic, swampy head-trip. The world of Like a Rolling Stone may no longer be the world we live in, but Marcus isnt about to kill off such a rich, timeless event with neat answers or dead conclusions.
Mojo
A perfect companion to Chronicles The fact that this book is such a pleasure to read is a testament to Marcuss skill as a rock critic.
Montreal Gazette
Also by Greil Marcus
Mystery Train: Images of America in Rock n Roll Music (1975)
Lipstick Traces: A Secret History of the 20th Century (1989)
Dead Elvis: A Chronicle of a Cultural Obsession (1991)
In the Fascist Bathroom: Punk in Pop Music, 1977-92 (1993, originally
published as Ranters & Crowd Pleasers)
The Dustbin of History (1995)
The Old, Weird America: The World of Bob Dylans Basement Tapes (1997,
originally published as Invisible Republic)
Double Trouble: Bill Clinton and Elvis Presley
in a Land of No Alternatives (2000)
The Manchurian Candidate (2002)
AS EDITOR:
Stranded (1979)
Psychotic Reactions & Carburetor Dung, by Lester Bangs (1987)
The Rose & the Briar: Death, Love and Liberty
in the American Ballad (2004, with Sean Wilentz)
To the radio
Like a Rolling Stone
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime, in your prime
Didnt you?
People call, say beware doll, youre bound to fall, you
thought they were all
A-kiddin you
You used to
Laugh about
Everybody that was
Hangin out
Now you dont
Talk so loud
Now you dont
Seem so proud
About havin to be scrounging
Your next meal
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Aw youve
Gone to the finest school alright Miss Lonely but you know
you only used to get
Juiced in it
Nobodys ever taught you how to live out on the street
And now youre gonna
Have to get
Used to it
You say you never
Compromise
With the mystery tramp but now you
Realize
Hes not selling any
Alibis
As you stare into the vacuum
Of his eyes
And say
Do you want to
Make a deal?
How does it feel?
How does it feel?
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
Ah, you
Never turned around to see the frowns
On the jugglers and the clowns when they all did
Tricks for you
Never understood that it aint no good
You shouldnt
Let other people
Get your
Kicks for you
You used to ride on a chrome horse with your
Diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a
Siamese cat
Aint it hard
When you discover that
He really wasnt
Where its at
After he took from you everything
He could steal?
How does it feel?
How does it feel
To have you on your own
No direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone
Ahhhhhhhh
Princess on the steeple and all the
Pretty people theyre all drinkin thinkin that they
Got it made
Exchanging all precious gifts
But you better
Take your diamond ring
You better pawn it, babe
You used to be
So amused
At Napoleon in rags
And the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you cant refuse
When you aint got nothin
You got
Nothing to lose
Youre invisible now, you got no secrets