Discussion in 'Music Corner' started by Jerryb, Mar 27, 2020.
A new Dylan song.
Bob Dylan - Murder Most Foul (Official Audio)
(Also posted in the Days Of Yore thread)
Was listening to this earlier.
Not sure of its vintage but I quite like it. A long , slow one with Dylan talking/singing about the death of John Kennedy , the end of Camelot and the demise of the sixties.
Looks like an unreleased song. Not the announcement of a new album...
The Official Bob Dylan Site
Available to listen and/ or download. Just popped up tonight (3/26/20) I think.
About a minute ago what I think was actually Bob Dylan’s account just posted a comment, basically saying that this was recorded a little while back and thanks everybody for listening for all these years and stay safe. I can’t cut and paste the actual words.
This is a really great surprise… Up there in the top 10 for strange Bob Dylan songs. Very much in the spirit of the last two from Tempest. It’s like “American Pie” on barbiturates ... most references are pretty straightforward but some are more mysterious. It’s also obvious that he has a more than cursory knowledge of the JFK assassination. Gory and profane to almost the point of ridiculousness. And yet ...
Over on the Expecting Rain board, HatFullOfGasoline has already made an impressive initial attempt at transcribing the lyrics:
Murder Most Foul - Expecting Rain
twas a dark day in dallas, november '63
the day that would live on in infamy
president kennedy was a-ridin' high
good day to be livin and a good day to die
being led to the slaughter like a sacrificial lamb
he say wait a minute boys you know who i am
of course we do, we know who you are
then they blew off his head while he was still in the car
shot down like a dog in broad daylight
was a matter of timing and the timing was right
you got unpaid debts we've come to collect
we gonna kill you with hatred, without any respect
we'll mock you and shock you and we'll put it in your face
we've already got someone here to take your place
the day they blew out the brains of the king
thousands were watching at home and saw the whole thing
it happened so quick and so quick by surprise
right there in front of everyone's eyes
greatest magic trick ever under the sun
perfectly executed, skillfully done
wolf man oh wolf man oh wolf man howl
rub-a-dub-dub it's a murder most fowl
hush little children you'll understand
the beatles are comin they're gonna hold your hand
slide down the banister, go get your coat
ferry across the mercy and go for the throat
there's three bums comin all dressed in rags
pick pu the pieces and lower the flags
i'm goin to woodstock, it's the aquarian age
then i'll go to altamonte and sit near the stage
put your head out the window, let the good times roll
there's a party goin on behind the blessing door
stack up the bricks, pour the cement
don't say dallas don't love you, mr president
put your foot in the tank and step on the gas
try to make it to the tribon (?) underpass
blackface singer white face clown
better not show your faces after the sun goes down
up in the red light district like a cop on the beat
livin in a nightmare on elm street
when you're down in deep ellum put your money in your shoe
don't ask what your country can do for you
cash on the barrelhead, money to burn
at daly plaza, make a lefthand turn
i'm goin down the crossroads gonna flag a ride
the place where faith, hope, and charity died
shoot him while he runs boys, shoot him while you can
see if you can shoot the invisible man
goodbye charlie, goodbye uncle sam
frankly, miss scarlett, i don't give a damn
what is the truth? where did it go?
ask oscar wilde (?) and bo diddly, they oughta know
shut your mouth ______ (?)
business is business, and it's murder most foul
tommy can you hear me on the acid queen?
i'm ridin ....lincoln limosine
ridin in the backseat next to my wife
headin straight on into the afterlife
i'm leanin to the left got my head in her lap
oh lord i've been led into some kind of a trap
well we ask no quarter, no quarter do we give
we're right down the street from the street where you live
they mutilated his body and they took out his brain
what more could they do? they piled on the pain
but his soul was not there, where it was supposed to be at
for the last 50 years they've been searching for that
freedom oh freedom, freedom of ???
i hate to tell ya mister but only dead men are free
said mr ? tell me no lie
throw the gun in the gutter and walk on by
wake up little suzie let's go for a drive
cross the trinity river let's keep open eyed
turn the radio on, don't touch the dials
hartland hospital only six more miles
you got me dizzy ms lizzy you fill me with lead
that magic bullet of yours it goin on ahead
i'm just a patsy like patsy cline
never shot anyone from in front or behind
got blood in my eye, got blood in my ear
i'm never gonna make it to the new frontier
zepruter's film i seen the night before
seen it 33 times, maybe more
it's vile and deceitful, it's cruel and it's mean
ugliest thing that you ever have seen
they killed him once and they killed him twice
killed him like a human sacrifice
the day that they killed him someone said to me, son
the age of the antichrist has just only begun
air force one comin in through the gate
johnson sworn in at 2:38
lemme know when you decide to throw in the towel
it is what it is, and it's murder most foul
what's new pussycat, what'd i say?
i said the soul of a nation been torn away
and it's beginning to go into a slow decay
and that it's 36 hours past judgement day
wolfman jack he's speakin in tongues
he's going on and on at the top of his lungs
play me a song, mr wolfman jack
play it for me in my long cadillac
play me that only the good die young
take me to the place tom dooley was hung
the saint james infirmary in the court of king james
if you want to remember you better write down the names
play it the james too, play the prodigal line (?)
play it for the man with a telepathic mind
play john lee hooker, play scratch my back
play it for that stripclub ownder named jack
guitar slim goin down slow
play it for me and for marilyn monroe
play please don't let me be misunderstood
play it for the first lady she ain't feelin too good
play don henley, play glenn fry
take it to the limit and lettin' it go by
play it for carl wilson too
lookin far far away at down gallow avenue
play tragedy, play twilight time
take me back to tulsa to the scene of the crime
play another one and another one bites the dust
play the old rugged cross and in god we trust
ride the pink horse down that long lonesome road
stand there and wait for his head to explode
play mystery train for mr mystery
the man who fell down dead like a rootless tree
play it for the reverend, play it for the pastor
play it for the dog that got no master
play oscar blues, play stan getz
play blue sky, play dicky bettes
play art ?, thelonious monk
charlie parker and all that junk
all that junk and all that jazz
play somethin for the birdman of alcatraz
play buster keaton, play hal lloyd
play bugsy segal, play pretty boy floyd
play the numbers, play the odds
play cry me a river for the lord of the gods
play number nine play number six
play it for nancy and stevie knicks
play nat king cole, play nature boy
play down in the boondocks for terry malloy
play it happened one night and one night of sin
there's 12 million souls that are listenin in
play merchant of venice play merchants of death
play stand up by starlight from lady macbeth
don't worry mr president, hope's on the way
your brothers are comin', there'll be hell to pay
brothers, what brothers?
what's this about hell?
tell em we're waiting, keep coming, we'll get them as well
love field is where his plane touched down
but it never did get back up off the ground
was a hard act to follow, second to none
they killed him on the altar of the rising sun
play misty for me and that old devil moon
play anything goes and memphis in june
play lonely at the top and lonely are the brave
play it for houdini spinnin around in his grave
play jelly roll morton, play lucille
play deep in a dream and play driving wheel
play moonlight sonata in f#
and the key to the highway and the king of the heart
play marching through georgia and dumbarton's (?) drums
play darkness and death will come when it comes
play love me or leave me by the great bud towel
play the bloodstained banner, play murder most foul
I hope nothing is wrong with Bob. A statement like the one posted on his Facebook page, while out of character almost sounds like a “sign off” in some way.
This new track is mesmerizing! I love how it seems to becomes an elegy to culture.
Sounds like a prototype version of “Roll On John”.
Could be a Tempest outtake?
A very strange statement indeed...
Greetings to my fans and followers with gratitude for all your support and loyalty across the years. This is an unreleased song we recorded a while back that you might find interesting. Stay safe, stay observant and may God be with you. - Bob Dylan
A 12 inch release would be cool.
Hope he’s taking good care of the workers at his coffee shop in Santa Monica, but I’m sure he is. They have good wages and it’s closed once a week
Also reminds me, in different ways, of “The Long & Wasted Years” and the Tempest title track. So I’m very open to the theory it’s from those sessions. After all the epic length songs on that album, it’s be hilarious to learn a 17 minute track was left behind. But my gut feeling from the vocal is that it’s more recent. Hopefully we’ll learn soon what he meant by “a while back.”
I hope I am overthinking it of course. It just really seems out of the ordinary for Bob. However, we are not living in ordinary times....
Longest track in the entire Dylan canon, right? Beats "Highlands" by 20 seconds.
Who are the “three bums comin all dressed in rags”?
Ken Berry, Forrest Tucker, and Larry Storch
With everyone always wondering what he will do next, I was secretly hoping for some free verse stream-of-consciousness things. This is it.
Also, thanks for posting the early draft of lyrics. We'll get all the Dallas references nailed by morning....It's "grassy knoll" (not blessing door) in the 3rd stanza and "Triple Underpass" - an intersection adjacent to the grassy knoll in Dallas - in the 4th stanza.
This song really gives me the chills.
FERRY CROSS THE MERSEY.
To me, the most interesting thing about this song is the fact that he chose to share it. Perhaps he wanted to do something for everybody who's shut in.
This strikes me as pretty clearly being a glimpse into Dylan's creative process. It sounds like he had a general idea for a song, a few lines, and he just started riffing. I think he has such a facility for language that he's able to improvise lyrics like this. I imagine for him this is the equivalent of a guitarist like Jimmy Page improvising three solos so he could go back and pick the best parts and then combine them together into something more composed. I think this is Dylan fishing for ideas, only he decided to drop it.
From that perspective, this reminds me a bit of "I'm Not There (1956)" and "Sign on the Cross" from the Basement Tapes, two other songs that seem to have a bit of a foundation but are clearly largely improvised.
Interestingly, some of the lines that I'm assuming were pre-written (mostly the earlier ones) are quite cringeworthy. The track itself is beautiful (just like "I'm Not There"), but for me this will be a listen once or twice and never again novelty. Still glad he shared it.
Posted this in another thread on this...."This is perhaps the most beautifully insane thing Bob could have done about now. It's STUNNING tho had you either PREDICTED something like this I would have thought you were insane, and the IDEA of it felt weirdly, I don't know, cowtowing to some sense of "what a sort of bad-novel version of Dylan might do" in a way the Real Bob never has, it's just....beautiful and right and makes me in a weird way more scared of the Apocalypse than anything else he's done. Just a chilling and strange gift, Perfectly Bob."
Leave it to the Bobster.
Scariest thing he's ever done. I adore it yet it makes me more frightened for the Apocalypse he believes in than anything else he's ever done.
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