Bob Dylan - Modern Times
65 Jahre wurde "His Bobness", und dazu hat er - endlich - ein neues Studioalbum rausgebracht. "
Modern Times" ist zwar kein Meilenstein wie "
Blonde On Blonde", "
Highway 61", "
Blood On The Tracks", "
Desire", "
Oh Mercy" oder "
Time Out Of Mind", um meine Lieblings-Alben zu nennen, aber ein sehr sehr gutes Album und ein tolles "Alterswerk". Vom Stil her schließt es an den Vorgänger "
Love & Theft" an, wobei der Schrumm-Schrumm-Sound deutlich zurückgenommen wurde. Die ganze Produktion klingt für Dylan äußerst sauber und glatt. Das Album bietet eine großartige Mischung aus Rock & Roll, Blues, Folk und Country. Schnelle Schunkelnummern wechseln mit gefühlvollen Blues-Balladen. Meine Highlights: der Opener "
Thunder On The Mountain", die wunderschöne Ballade "
Working Man's Blues 2", das fetzige und doch beklemmende "
The Levee's Gonna Break", das ungewöhnlich "
Nettie Moore" und die Blues-Ballade "
Ain't Talkin'".
Die Linited-Edition wartet zusätzlich mit 4 Bonus-Tracks auf, wobei vor allem die düstere Live-Version des starken "
Love Sick" den Kauf wert ist.
Fazit: eines der besten Dylan-Alben. Es kombiniert die sperrige Traurigkeit von "
Time Out Of Mind" mit dem fröhlichen Geschunkel von "
Love & Theft". Die unnachahmlichen Nasal-Vocals von Dylan dringen durch und durch. Kein Füllmaterial, kein Hänger. Eine CD, die man immer wieder hören und wunderbare Textzeilen und Chords finden wird.
Um zu zeigen, wie großartig Dylan als Songwriter ist, hab ich noch die Lyrics zu "Thunder On The Mountain" ( inkl. einer Hommage an Alicia Keys! ) angefügt:
Thunder on the mountain, and there's fires on the moon
A ruckus in the alley and the sun will be here soon
Today's the day, gonna grab my trombone and blow
Well, there's hot stuff here and it's everywhere I go
I was thinkin' 'bout Alicia Keys, couldn't keep from crying
When she was born in Hell's Kitchen, I was living down the line
I'm wondering where in the world Alicia Keys could be
I been looking for her even clear through Tennessee
Feel like my soul is beginning to expand
Look into my heart and you will sort of understand
You brought me here, now you're trying to run me away
The writing on the wall, come read it, come see what it say
Thunder on the mountain, rollin' like a drum
Gonna sleep over there, that's where the music coming from
I don't need any guide, I already know the way
Remember this, I'm your servant both night and day
The pistols are poppin' and the power is down
I'd like to try somethin' but I'm so far from town
The sun keeps shinin' and the North Wind keeps picking up speed
Gonna forget about myself for a while, gonna go out and see what others need
I've been sittin' down studyin' the art of love
I think it will fit me like a glove
I want some real good woman to do just what I say
Everybody got to wonder what's the matter with this cruel world today
Thunder on the mountain rolling to the ground
Gonna get up in the morning walk the hard road down
Some sweet day I'll stand beside my king
I wouldn't betray your love or any other thing
Gonna raise me an army, some tough sons of bitches
I'll recruit my army from the orphanages
I been to St. Herman's church, said my religious vows
I've sucked the milk out of a thousand cows
I got the porkchops, she got the pie
She ain't no angel and neither am I
Shame on your greed, shame on your wicked schemes
I'll say this, I don't give a damn about your dreams
Thunder on the mountain heavy as can be
Mean old twister bearing down on me
All the ladies in Washington scrambling to get out of town
Looks like something bad gonna happen, better roll your airplane down
Everybody going and I want to go too
Don't wanna take a chance with somebody new
I did all I could, I did it right there and then
I've already confessed - no need to confess again
Gonna make a lot of money, gonna go up north
I'll plant and I'll harvest what the earth brings forth
The hammer's on the table, the pitchfork's on the shelf
For the love of God, you ought to take pity on yourself