Dylan and Stein

"I couldn't see when it started Snowin'/Your voice was all I heard..."

I love it when Bob Dylan sings those words in about the 4th or 5th stanza of 'One of Us Must Know (Sooner or Later)'. "Blonde on Blonde" is so superior it makes me wonder how or why rock & roll went on at all after Blonde on Blonde was made. I listen to it everyday in Wyoming.

Every morning in Wyoming I read a little in The Making of Americans, a page or two as it's mostly unreadable. When I imagine Stein's reading it to me it's actually quite beautiful and makes perfect sense, but I can only keep the illusion of being read to by Gertrude Stein alive for a page or two before I'm doing the reading again and I'm lost. Then I make a little mark with a pencil where I've stopped reading, so I can begin reading again tomorrow morning.