Jakob Dylan released "Seeing Things" this June. What do you think? I dig it. A lot of people say he is trying to be like his dad, but I think that there is a big difference between their music. Different writing styles, different sound...do you agree? Maybe it just takes someone who REALLY likes both to pick out the differences.
I don't really dig his music...It's not that he's not good and it's not that he's not like Bob, but I guess to me he just sounds like everyone else...I can't pick anything out that makes him really good....But I have very varied, odd, preferences when it comes to music so maybe my opinion isn't so great... All in all, comparison to his father can only make him worse, but without that name carrying him...I wouldn't have checked him out and I bet a LOT of others wouldn't have cared for it either.
I don't know that I agree that he is sucessful because of his father's name. I mean, think of all the artists out there that are not as good as him, but are more sucessful. They just aren't expected to always be as good as one of the best musicians of our time. Maybe it helped him get a record deal, but I think it has probably been to his detriment ever since. Oh, and he does have some good lyrics as well...not very "Dylan-esque" in the paternal since, either, I don't think. I'll just post these because I think they are great: This End of the Telescope I was born in the summer of sin Smaller and sooner than planned In the spitting image of a man Raised by wolves on the fat of the land Clear of romance beauty and damned Tomorrow will come if she can Just want a woman who can walk on a wire With a trembling glass in her hand Over the hilltops the fire engine rolls Down the valley deeper still it goes Got my weapons out laying low On this end of the telescope Alone you ramble the whole of the world Through black water jungles for bliss It's feast or famine you eat what you kill There's no need to bring God in to this My heart is heavy and pressed to the bone Some people too heavy to hold Salutations take me as I am You can have me or leave me alone Sun kissed lemons in the graveyard below Here in death you see new adventures grow I see you at last but mostly a ghost On this end of the telescope This will not be easy Word's out the doctor is not coming in This genie's too angry to go back Into the bottle again Closer than ever covered in birds A bone colored moon fills the west Throats will be slashed and flags will unfurl As time will divide us in gangs Years of progress digging the sand Companions we made didn't last Lousy lovers do well with their hands But I'll reach you like nobody can Slow and easy you let your paddle go Down a the bottom there is more hell to row I see clear at last I love I loathe On this end of the telescope
