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Chargement... Dylan's Visions of Sinpar Christopher Ricks
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Inscrivez-vous à LibraryThing pour découvrir si vous aimerez ce livre Actuellement, il n'y a pas de discussions au sujet de ce livre. ¿Por qué los poemas que forman las canciones de Dylan son tan buenos? Esa es la pregunta que se hace Christopher Ricks, considerado junto a Harold Bloom uno de los principales críticos literarios contemporáneos, cuando desmenuza las letras (o poemas) de las canciones de Dylan y analiza incluso el modo de interpretarlas (recitarlas) para averiguar dónde reside el misterioso atractivo que hace que se sigan escuchando cincuenta años después y sean referencia inevitable de casi dos generaciones y de la poesía contemporánea. Por si alguien dudaba de la calidad literaria del nuevo premio Nobel de Literatura, este estudio del catedrático de la Universidad de Oxford demuestra su indudable calidad como poeta. At times playful - at times too playful, so not a five - but with encyclopedic knowledge of Dylan's lyrics, printed and performance, Ricks takes his readers on a tour of Dylan's portrayals of sin, virtue and grace. With the OED particularly to hand there are many times when his arguments are so convincing I am led to fantasize, imagining The Great Man reading him (but would he?) and muttering "bugger, how did he know?" At other times I suspect Ricks' bow is strung too far, and the allusions and illustrations approach a degree of tenuousness. Or do they? Certainly Rick's knowledge is greater than mine could dream to be, so maybe it is me not reaching far enough through the annals of literary allusion, influence, and common catchment? Just occasionally, though, Ricks' playing through the smoke rings of Dylan's lyrics, playing on words and half words, becomes exhausting. It has long been however a characteristic of Ricks' approach: ''they had indeed seemed set to be the poem's refrain, and then the poem refrains from them", he observes in T.S. Eliot and Prejudice (12). This is Ricks' hallmark. Interestingly Ricks, like Milton, is better on the Dark Side of Dylan's Visions of Sin than the bright side of Dylan's Visions of Grace and Virtue. On the other hand Ricks is the first analyst I have read who does not condemn Dyan's "Christian phase" lyrics, the first critic to give those lyrics back to me as having all Dylan's wit and linguistic mastery. Ricks is quick to point the finger at that form of liberalism that is liberal to all beliefs except Christianity: 'the big trap for liberals is always that our liberalism may make us very illiberal about other people's sometimes letting us all down by declining to be liberals' (379). This too is a classic Ricks observation, to be compared with the question asked in T.S. Eliot and Prejudice, 'ought liberal readers of the New York Review to acquiesce so happily in a crass prejudice against Christianity such as they would never countenance against any other religion?' (60). So not a five, but damned close to it.
Ricks takes a monolithic view of Dylan’s work. But one of the most remarkable things about Dylan is the way he reinvents himself. Ricks tries to see his changing art in terms of Christianity (sin, virtue, grace), when he might have done better to look at Dylan’s Christianity in terms of his changing art. What temptation should one avoid above all, if one is a former professor of English at Cambridge? The temptation to be matey, or hip, or cool—especially if one is essaying the medium of popular music. But Ricks begins his book like this: “All I really want to do is—what, exactly? Be friends with you? Assuredly I don’t want to do you in, or select you or dissect you or inspect you or reject you.” The toe-curling embarrassment of this is intensified when one appreciates that Ricks is addressing his subject, not his reader. Why did he leave out other verbs Dylan had in that song: simplify you, classify you, deny, defy, or crucify you? And surely, he’s already at least “selected” him?... Oddly, perhaps, Ricks spends almost no time on the influences that Dylan actually does affirm or the influences that we know about. “Blowin’ In the Wind” borrows from an old slave spiritual called “No More Auction Block,” with its haunting words about “many thousands gone.” Dylan was actually sued by Dominic Behan, brother of Brendan, for plagiarizing not only the tune but the concept of “The Patriot Game” for his “With God on Our Side.” More recently, his song about a Japanese yakuza was tracked down to an obscure but identifiable source, while the deft Daniel Radosh has blogged a near-perfect match between Dylan’s “Cross the Green Mountain” (written for Ron Maxwell’s movie Gods and Generals) and Walt Whitman’s “Come up from the Fields, Father.” If I had to surmise another influence, it would be William Blake, not just for the speculative reasons given by Ricks but because, as Blake phrased it: “A Last Judgment is Necessary because Fools flourish.”
Bob Dylan's ways with words are a wonder, matched as they are with his music and verified by those voices of his. In response to the whole range of Dylan early and late (his songs of social conscience, of earthly love, of divine love and of contemplation), this critical appreciation listens to Dylan's attentive genius, to his apprehension of deadly sins and his comprehension of living virtues, all alive in the very words and their rewards. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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