Twenty five years ago on this day, June 7, Dylan launched what was
to become known as the Never Ending Tour in Concord, California. I was
fortunate to catch six Dylan shows in 1988. Here are my fond recollections of
those performances:
6-24-88 Garden State Performing Arts Center…Dylan burst
upon the stage playing a frenetic
Subterranean Homesick Blues opener followed by It’s All Over Now Baby Blue. Dylan
and G.E. Smith were kicking ass and taking names. I was stunned by the brazing versions of
Drifting Too Far From Shore and Silvio, a massive improvement over the tepid, but enjoyable album
tracks. Like a Rolling Stone was the
sensational set closer—all ’88 renditions of Bob’s greatest anthem are sure to
please. This was the first time I had ever seen Dylan without Petty or the
Grateful Dead backing him—Dylan unfettered. This performance was exhilarating
and brisk. I knew I’d be back for more, but I could never have imagined that it
would be 119 shows over the course of the next twenty-five years.
7-3-88 Old Orchard Beach Ballpark, Maine…Gratefully blame
this one on a simple twist of fate. I’d
seen the Grateful Dead at the Oxford Raceway the night before and was planning
on returning for night two. Skimming through a local tabloid, my friend noticed
that Dylan was playing at a ballpark in Old Orchard Beach--a hop skip and jump
on down the road. With one of the most persuasive speeches of my life, I convinced him to leave the Dead behind.
Adios hippies, Howdy Bob.
Dylan played a batch of songs that I hadn’t heard at GSPAC,
including: Tangled Up in Blue, The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest, To
Ramona, Trail of the Buffalo, and All Along the Watchtower. I waltzed right up
to the front of the stage and savored every tune. This intimate experience was
the antithesis to what was going on in Oxford in the land of the Dead--100,000
freaks.
9-2-88 Orange County Fair…Tour ’88 steamrolled into
Middletown, New York. Dylan raged and G.E. continued to extend his jams confidently
as Dylan's repertoire grew and the concerts became longer. On this night,
Absolutely Sweet Marie and Seeing the Real You at Last soared. Dylan crooned
like a Celtic balladeer on Barbra Allen, and his emphatic cadence on It Ain’t
Me Babe brought pleasure to the ladies at the fair. I was hooked. The Grateful
Dead’s influence on Dylan was undeniable. Every night Dylan was painting a
fresh masterpiece.
10-19-88 Radio City Music Hall…The tour closed out with four nights at Radio City
Music Hall. There was a buzz surrounding
these shows due to Dylan’s momentous
tour and the recent release of the Traveling Wilbury’s Volume 1. I attended
three of these Radio City Shows. The final night was one for the ages. The surprise of the opening seven-song
electric set was Bob Dylan’s 115th Dream. Bob’s voice was a little
cranky at times, but The Dylan is at his best when he’s fighting through hiccups.
Dylan added the Neville Brothers Vietnam verse to a
captivating With God on Our Side, to the delight of the audience. The four-song
acoustic set was chased by an explosive trifecta: Silvio > In the Garden
> Like a Rolling Stone. In the Garden
was mindboggling, transformed from a pleasing gospel number into a venue
rattling rocker.
Dylan reached back to Harry Smith’s Folk Anthology for a
stunning version of Wagoner’s Lad to launch the five-song encore. The Lonesome Death of Hattie Carroll followed,
yes it was a perfect night. During Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door, Dylan and G.E.
traded their acoustics for electrics as the band crashed in. A searing All
Along the Watchtower and Maggie’s Farm ended the premier concert from one of
the most pivotal years of Dylan’s career. I was there.
He not busy being born is busy dying.