martes, 1 de marzo de 2011

Suze Rotolo, musa ya eterna de Dylan, tiene frío

"Susan Elizabeth Rotolo (November 20, 1943 – February 24, 2011), known as Suze Rotolo (pronounced Soo-zee), was an American artist, but is perhaps best known as Bob Dylan's girlfriend between 1961 and 1964. She is the woman walking with him on the cover of his album The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan. In her book, A Freewheelin' Time: A Memoir of Greenwich Village in the Sixties, Rotolo described her time with Dylan and other figures in the folk music scene in Greenwich Village, New York. She also discussed her upbringing as a "red diaper" baby—a child of radicals during the McCarthy Era. Later as an artist Rotolo specialized in artists' books and taught at the Parsons School of Design in New York City.

Rotolo's political views were widely regarded as having triggered Dylan's topical songwriting. The influence of Bertolt Brecht on Dylan's songwriting and performing has been acknowledged by Dylan as stemming from her participation in Brechtian theater during their relationship. Dylan's interest in painting can also be traced back to his relationship with Rotolo. According to her autobiography, Rotolo became pregnant in 1963 by Dylan and had an abortion." (Wikipedia).

"Empezamos a hablar y mi cabeza comenzó a girar." comenta Dylan en su autobiografía Chronicles.

Bob Dylan's Dream (The Freewheelin', 1963)

While riding on a train goin' west
I feel asleep for take my a rest
I dreamed a dream that make me sad
Concerning myself and the first few friends I had.

With half-damp eyes I stared to the room
Where my friends and I spent many an afternoon
Where we together weathered many a storm
Laughin' and singing 'till the early hours of the morn'.

By the old wooden stove where our hats was hung
Our words were told, our songs were songs
Where we longed for nothin' and were satisfied
Joking and talking about the world outside.

With haunted hearts through the heat and cold
We never thought we could ever get very old
We thought we could sit forever in fun
Our chances really was a million to one.

As easy it was to tell black from white
It was all that easy to tell wrong from right
And our choices they were few and the thought never hit
That the one road we traveled would ever shatter and split.

How many a year has passed and gone
Many a gamble has been lost and won
And many a road taken by many a first friend
And each one I've never seen again.

I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
That we could sit simply in that room again
Ten thousand dollars at the drop of a hat
I'd give it all gladly if our lives could be like that.

Portada del disco The Freewheelin' de Bob Dylan

1 comentario:

La Almoneda de Gabriela dijo...

No sabía quién era la chica, pero el disco me parece la repera!!!