Subject: junk mail :)

From: Xiang Chen <[email-masked]>
Date: Sun, 9 Oct 1994 18:49:56 EDT

在读过的美国诗人中，我最喜爱意象诗人Ｈ・Ｄ・，先锋诗人ｅ・ｅ・ｃｕｍｍｉｎｇｓ和乡间摇滚歌手Ｂｏｂ　Ｄｙｌａｎ的作品。这里书店里，Ｈ・Ｄ・多散见在各种诗集中。ｅ・ｅ・ｃｕｍｍｉｎｇｓ的全集是架上常存。Ｂｏｂ　Ｄｙｌａｎ有一部Ｌｙｒｉｃｓ是他八五年前作品的全集。Ｌｙｒｉｃｓ在大一点的书店里会有。

Ｈ・Ｄ・的诗在国内朦胧诗盛起时有介绍（她出生在我现在所在的宾州伯利恒）。其他两位年代晚一些（Ｄｙｌａｎ仍然十分活跃，不久前还在Ｗｏｏｄｓｔｏｃｋ’９４登台），国内似乎不大听到。有时想翻几首以享同好，但中文不到家，试了两次总不大像。

若直接听Ｄｙｌａｎ的歌，我推荐Ｈｉｇｈｗａｙ　６１　Ｒｅｖｉｓｉｅｄ作为第一次的歌带。我手上的一盘是几年前在纽约中央公园地摊上卖来。Ｄｙｌａｎ的歌我也是百听不厌，问题是他的磁带唱盘一般不附歌词。内封是长诗，当然也是好的。Ｈｉｇｈｗａｙ　６１　Ｒｅｖｉｓｉｅｄ的第一首是摇滚乐经典名作Ｌｉｋｅ　ａ　Ｒｏｌｌｉｎｇ　Ｓｔｏｎｅ。在此之前，Ｄｙｌａｎ已名满天下，但他对自己不很满意，觉得老是在唱些旧歌，没有新意。他对朋友说，老是别人说你如何如何好，如果你自己不觉得有什么好，又有什么意思。所以便宣布退休。但没几星期，他写下这首Ｌｉｋｅ　ａ　Ｒｏｌｌｉｎｇ　Ｓｔｏｎｅ，找到新的语言，歌风也为之一变，从此一发而不可收拾。接连两集Ｈｉｇｈｗａｙ　６１　Ｒｅｖｉｓｉｔｅｄ和Ｂｌｏｎｄｅ　ｏｎ　Ｂｌｏｎｄｅ无论词曲都被公认为是他的代表作。

ｘｃ

ＬＰ：祥子再去看看绿田兄的四位候选人是谁．

原帖无存，回忆中有刘禹锡，白居易和元稹。ＬＰ兄是说另一位是李白？祥子请罪。老糊涂了：）

附：　Like a Rolling Stone

Once upon a time you dressed so fine
You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
Poeple'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall"
You thought they were all kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel
How does it fell
To be without a home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get juiced in it
And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street
And now you find out you're gonna have get used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him do you want to make a deal?

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unkown
Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Liek a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things
But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?