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When I imagine someone who embodied creativity and life force, I think of the man in these photographs.  There’s a documentary called “No Direction Home” about Bob, and one of his former sound men said it was like the Holy Spirit hadn’t just touched Bob, He’d kicked him in the ass.

I feel an overwhelming affinity to Bob, his lyrics and mannerisms are painfully familiar.  But I’m sure many of you have felt this way about the young avatar who emerged from Duluth, Minnesota. 

I’ve been listening to him on LimeWire as I blog and make perfume tonight, so thought I’d dedicate a separate entry to him.  I don’t know what Bob is up to now, but his creative genius, and what he did for the collective consciousness, will live forever.

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