Bob Geldof, on Dylan's Blood on the Tracks.
I've listened through five hours of Dylan on the radio last night and tonight. And there's more to come next week.
It doesn't seem right that he's 70.
He was the soundtrack to every broken heart I've ever had.
When I revisited my old college bar a few years ago, I was profoundly shocked to discover that Lay Lady Lay was no longer on the jukebox.
I wonder if I should apologise to my much younger neighbours?
It's hard not to sing along when you know all the words.