Oh, Dear! Oh, Lord! Oh, my God! :) So anxious! So exited! So proud! :) So grateful! My very first one! I've never thought it possible :) Oh, Dear! :) I can barely bear up waiting :) Patience! Patience! I now trust patience to be the greatest virtue :)

STILL HIGH... :) THE ACCOUNT...MAYBE NEXT WEEK?! WHEN I'LL BE SOBER :))))








For a little while, I really did tought this post would remain as it is, without any account; my hearth was too full, or I just needed some time to organize my thoughts, or I just had to sleep myself sober :); I don't know. The fact is that, eventualy, I tought to myself: I couldn't posibbly let this pass of just like that, whitout writing some little poem to Bobby... I couldn't.
So here I am. For those who don't know Bobby, I'll just try to explain what he means to me. Every "dump , cold, foggy" morning, as I wake up in a baaad mood, blue, sad, asking myself "what god I am ( :) )" or how I'll find within myself enough strenght to go through anything the day would bring, "forgetful" (:) ) of those in need of me, at some particularly moment, without fail, one or some of Bobby's songs start ringing into my head. Then, a strange thing would happen: a shy smile would appear on my face, that begins to grow wider and wider, until it takes it all over . And my countenance begins to glow, like the sun itseft had alighted on it. Then I start giving everybody around me what Bobby had given to me. And I become, on daily basis, a better being. It can't be, every single morning, that at least one of his poems wouldn't find a perfect mirror image to my feelings. From that moment on , I'm not alone anymore. Life is beautiful, worth living, full of love, in spite of "all it's toil and blood". It's perfect!

Now, about the show.

The setlist:

Bucharest, Romania

Sala Palatului (Palace Hall)

June 25, 2014

1. Things Have Changed

2. She Belongs To Me

3. Beyond Here Lies Nothin'

4. What Good Am I?

5. Waiting For You

6. Duquesne Whistle

7. Pay In Blood

8. Tangled Up In Blue

9. Love Sick

(Intermission)

10. High Water (For Charley Patton)

11. Simple Twist Of Fate

12. Early Roman Kings

13. Forgetful Heart

14. Spirit On The Water

15. Scarlet Town

16. Soon After Midnight

17. Long And Wasted Years


(encore)

18. All Along The Watchtower

19. Blowin' In The Wind


And the Band Members

Bob Dylan - piano, harp

Tony Garnier - bass

George Recile - drums

Stu Kimball - rhythm guitar

Charlie Sexton on lead guitar

Donnie Herron - banjo, viola, violin, electric mandolin, pedal steel, lap steel (http://www.boblinks.com/)


Bob talks: So many people in here! Look at that! :)


As I become an obsessed Dylan follower( just now following him on youtube, were you can find every day some videos from his last show), I may assure you that, although his setlists little vary from show to show (with some exceptions, when he turns tippet), he NEVER, but NEVER makes the same song the same way twice. He never cheases surprising us. Some little arrangement, some new instrument would make the song completely different. He likes to improvise, feeling the moment, and his crew brilliant follows . I noticed they hardly lose the sight of him for one second,waiting for his slightest gesture, in an almost religious abeyance.They seem to worship him :). There is a very subdued and intimate background on the stage, gleam, orange lights, mirrors, Bobby seems pretty relaxed (sometimes he even agrees to admit he ejoys a crowd-bath, by taking some shaking steps:) I don't know about the band...:) Still, every sound, deep, powerful, profound or sweet and tender, is perfect. Bobby lives the blues. All of it comes right from his deep hearth. You can feel how he tells you an everlastig tale. THE TALE. Nothing has changed, nothing will ever change. There he stands, THE LIFE ITSELF. Harmonica, piano, hoarse voice, all get the blues going. Now, the crowd was cheerful, enthusiastic, crying, lifting the roof, after every single song. I, among them , the loudest, very near the stage, hoping my gratitude would reach him. I don't know, what is that he has, that links us all. Bobby,maybe he is one if THE elements :) And al like as we couldn't possible ignore the lightning when it strikes, or the tunder when it roars, we leave everything aside when Bobby sings. He keeps on rolling, keeping us all alive. How can we give him his due? Can we? By loving him, I'm sure. And I surely do. :) I'm positive!

For anyone who might be interested, try EDLIS CAFE on Facebook, http://www.boblinks.com/,http://www.bjorner.com/bob.htm, johannasvisions.com/ !


I'll stop thus far. But as I start thinking, I might write a little poem book for Bobby :))