You can travel around the world with Bob Dylan, thanks to this interactive map created by Slate:
Bob Dylan’s music, it’s often said, happens in a world of its own—where the highway is for gamblers and you’re always 1,000 miles from home. It’s a surreal, ethereal realm, lawless but for chance, allusion, and rhyme.
And yet it is our world, because there's another, parallel tendency in Dylan’s songs: the direct place-name reference. Once the amateur Dylanologist tries to think of some, they flood the brain. “I’ll look for you in old Honolulu/ San Francisco, Ashtabula.” “Born in Red Hook, Brooklyn/ In the year of who knows when.”
Where would you go with Dylan?
Link -via Alyssa Milano
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No, I am not Dr Mengele. But if the inevitable happens, I for one welcome our new machine overlords.