"Darkness at the break of noon / Shadows even the silver spoon / The handmade blade, the child's balloon / Eclipses both the sun and moon / To understand you know too soon / There is no sense in trying," prophesized Bob Dylan in "It's Alright Ma, I'm Only Bleedin'," the penultimate track on 1965's Bringing it All Back Home.

The crushing weight of these words would spark a lot of ideas in the now resurfacing Dylan "novella," Tarantula.

These aren't the incessant babblings of a drunken jester or oracle; instead, they are the remarks of a then 25-year-old Minnesota rambler who brought art back to music.

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