Álbum Blood on the Tracks de Bob Dylan - Canciones

Blood on the Tracks


El décimo quinto álbum de estudio de Bob Dylan lleva por título "Blood on the Tracks" y fue publicado 20 de enero de 1975. Contó con la producción del propio Dylan y supuso el retorno del cantautor al sello Columbia, tras dos trabajos publicados junto a Asylum Records.

"Blood on the Track" contiene algunas de las mejores canciones de Dylan y el álbum está considerado por la crítica como uno de los mejores trabajos del trovador estadounidense. La temática de las canciones abarca aspectos personales en la vida de Dylan, incluida la deteriorada relación con su esposa Sara.

Las canciones que forman parte del álbum fueron escritas por Dylan en una granja de Minnesota en la que se recluyó con Ellen Bernstein, una empleada de Columbia Records con la que el música estaba manteniendo una relación amorosa a espaldas de su esposa.

Para las sesiones de grabación, Dylan se encerró en los estudios A & R de Nueva York, en septiembre de 1974, con Phil Ramone como ingeniero de sonido y adoptando un aire más espontáneo en sus temas de lo inicialmente proyectado. A los dos días de grabación, Dylan despidió a la banda de apoyo, optando por contratar a tres músicos (un bajista, un guitarrista y un teclista), con los que grabó todo el álbum en tan solo diez días.

El disco alcanzó el primer puesto en la lista estadounidense Billboard 200 y la cuarta posición en las listas de ventas británicas. En 2003 el álbum fue catalogado por la revista Rolling Stone en su lista de 500 Mejores álbumes de la historia, en el puesto 16 de una selecta lista.

Listado de canciones del álbum Blood on the Tracks

  1. Tangled Up in Blue 5:40
  2. Simple Twist of Fate 4:18
  3. You're a Big Girl Now 4:36
  4. Idiot WindVer letra 7:45


    letra de Idiot Wind

    Someone's got it in for me, they're planting stories in the press
    Whoever it is I wish they'd cut it out but when they will I can only guess.
    They say I shot a man named Gray and took his wife to Italy,
    She inherited a million bucks and when she died it came to me.
    I can't help it if I'm lucky.
    People see me all the time and they just can't remember how to act
    Their minds are filled with big ideas, images and distorted facts.
    Even you, yesterday you had to ask me where it was at,
    I couldn't believe after all these years, you didn't know me better than that
    Sweet lady.
    Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your mouth,
    Blowing down the back roads headin' south.
    Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
    You're an idiot, babe.
    It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
    I ran into the fortune-teller, who said beware of lightning that might strike
    I haven't known peace and quiet for so long I can't remember what it's like.
    There's a lone soldier on the cross, smoke pourin' out of a boxcar door,
    You didn't know it, you didn't think it could be done, in the final end he won the wars
    After losin' every battle.
    I woke up on the roadside, daydreamin' 'bout the way things sometimes are
    Visions of your chestnut mare shoot through my head and are makin' me see stars.
    You hurt the ones that I love best and cover up the truth with lies.
    One day you'll be in the ditch, flies buzzin' around your eyes,
    Blood on your saddle.
    Idiot wind, blowing through the flowers on your tomb,
    Blowing through the curtains in your room.
    Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
    You're an idiot, babe.
    It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
    It was gravity which pulled us down and destiny which broke us apart
    You tamed the lion in my cage but it just wasn't enough to change my heart.
    Now everything's a little upside down, as a matter of fact the wheels have stopped,
    What's good is bad, what's bad is good, you'll find out when you reach the top
    You're on the bottom.
    I noticed at the ceremony, your corrupt ways had finally made you blind
    I can't remember your face anymore, your mouth has changed, your eyes
    Don't look into mine.
    The priest wore black on the seventh day and sat stone-faced while the building
    I waited for you on the running boards, near the cypress trees, while the springtime
    Turned Slowly into autumn.
    Idiot wind, blowing like a circle around my skull,
    From the Grand Coulee Dam to the Capitol.
    Idiot wind, blowing every time you move your teeth,
    You're an idiot, babe.
    It's a wonder that you still know how to breathe.
    I can't feel you anymore, I can't even touch the books you've read
    Every time I crawl past your door, I been wishin' I was somebody else instead.
    Down the highway, down the tracks, down the road to ecstasy,
    I followed you beneath the stars, hounded by your memory
    And all your ragin' glory.
    I been double-crossed now for the very last time and now I'm finally free,
    I kissed goodbye the howling beast on the borderline which separated you from me.
    You'll never know the hurt I suffered nor the pain I rise above,
    And I'll never know the same about you, your holiness or your kind of love,
    And it makes me feel so sorry.
    Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,
    Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
    Idiot wind, blowing through the dust upon our shelves,
    We're idiots, babe.
    It's a wonder we can even feed ourselves.

  5. You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go 2:58
  6. Meet Me in the Morning 4:19
  7. Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts 8:50
  8. If You See Her, Say Hello 4:46
  9. Shelter from the Storm 4:59
  10. Buckets of RainVer letra 3:29


    letra de Buckets of Rain

    Buckets of rain
    Buckets of tears
    Got all them buckets comin' out of my ears.
    Buckets of moonbeams in my hand,
    I got all the love, honey baby,
    You can stand.
    I been meek
    And hard like an oak
    I seen pretty people disappear like smoke.
    Friends will arrive, friends will disappear,
    If you want me, honey baby,
    I'll be here.
    Like your smile
    And your fingertips
    Like the way that you move your lips.
    I like the cool way you look at me,
    Everything about you is bringing me
    Little red wagon
    Little red bike
    I ain't no monkey but I know what I like.
    I like the way you love me strong and slow,
    I'm takin' you with me, honey baby,
    When I go.
    Life is sad
    Life is a bust
    All ya can do is do what you must.
    You do what you must do and ya do it well,
    I'll do it for you, honey baby,
    Can't you tell?

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  1. juan: el mejor disco de dylan de los 70.

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