Title: How anyone in their right mind can compare this to Blonde...
Product review: ...on Blonde, I don't know. One is a fully realized landmark album recorded with the best studio talent in Columbia's Nashville division backing a genius songwriter at the height of his career. The other is a collection of half-written joke songs recorded who knows where by a painfully average tour band backing a guy who sounds half drunk and bored. And, as others have pointed out, glomming a bunch of lame Band songs onto this mess is both commercially fraudulent and artistically reprehensible. As a bootleg it was mildly amusing. As a commercial release it's an insult.Don't believe the hype on this one. If you're a Dylan fan, you already know how worthless this stuff is. But if you're just starting to work your way through his albums, save your money here. You aren't going to find a continuation of the '65-'66 albums. What you'll find is the beginning of a long period of serious suckitude only broken in 1975 w/Blood on the Tracks.
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