Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Trouble

No embellishments.
Chorus says it all: Trouble,
Nothing but trouble.

"Trouble" is another one from the "grouchy Bob Dylan" files. The song is from 1981's "Shot of Love," the third of his born-again Christian albums, though this one like some others on the album is less overtly concerned with faith and redemption. 

Here's the kind of trouble he's talking about:
- In the city, on the farm
- It resists the rabbit's foot and your good-luck charm
- It's here and there and everywhere.
- Revolution won't stop it.
- "Drought and starvation, packaging of the soul. Persecution, execution, governments out of control."
- The kind that makes you think that you're never alone even when no one is there. Just listen to the train trackandy ou can hear it coming.
- "Nightclubs of the broken-hearted, stadiums of the damned. Legislature, perverted nature, doors that are rudely slammed."
- It's been here since the beginning of time, and if you take a peek at infinity, you'll see more of it.



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