Self Portrait es un álbum de Bob Dylan, publicado en 1970 por Columbia. El disco incluye 24 canciones, entre ellas «All The Tired Horses», «Alberta #4», «I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know» y «Days Of 49».
Sobre el álbum
La discografía de Bob Dylan no tiene un álbum más desconcertante y polémico que este doble LP. En 'Self Portrait', Dylan parece hacer todo lo posible por demoler su propio mito, presentando una colección caótica de versiones, instrumentales, descartes y actuaciones en directo. De hecho, utiliza su voz de 'crooner' country en gran parte del disco, abordando desde canciones pop hasta temas folk tradicionales con arreglos a menudo recargados de cuerdas y coros.
Por consiguiente, el álbum fue masacrado por la crítica en su lanzamiento, con la famosa reseña que preguntaba: "¿Qué es esta mierda?". Sin embargo, con el paso de los años, 'Self Portrait' ha sido reevaluado. Algunos ahora lo ven como un gesto artístico deliberado, un intento de liberarse de las expectativas del público. Pese a todo, sigue siendo su trabajo más deliberadamente perverso y fascinante.
Listado de Canciones
- All The Tired Horses3:11
- Alberta #42:55
- I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know2:22
- Days Of 495:42
Letra
I'm old Tom Moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days They call me a bummer and a gin shot too, but what cares I for praise ? I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign And all the people say, "There goes Tom Moore, in the days of '49" In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft' times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew A few hard cases I will recall though they all were brave and true Whatever the pitch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine Like good old bricks they stood the kicks in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft' times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. There was New York Jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight And every time that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight But Jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old Bob Stein And over Jake they held a wake in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft' times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. There was Poker Bill, one of the boys who was always in a game Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same He would ante up and draw his cards and he would you go a hatful blind In the game with death Bill lost his breath, in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft' times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. There was Ragshag Bill from Buffalo, I never will forget He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and I guess he's roaring yet One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of '49 In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft' times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. Of the comrades all that I've had, there's none that's left to boast And I'm left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost And I pass by from town to town, they call me a rambling sign "There goes Tom Moore, a bummer shore in the days of '49 " In the days of old, in the days of gold How oft' times I repine for the days of old When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49. - Early Mornin' Rain3:31
- In Search Of A Little Sadie2:26
- Let It Be Me2:58
- Little Sadie1:58
- Woogie Boogie2:06
- Belle Isle2:28
Letra
One evening for pleasure I rambled to view The fair fields all alone Down by the banks of Loch Eiron Where beauty and pleasure were known. I spied a fair maid at her labour Which caused me to stay for a while And I thought of a goddess to beauty Bloomin' bright star of Bright Isle. I humbled myself to her beauty "Fair maiden, where do you belong ? Are you from heaven descended Abiding in Cupid's fair throne ?". "Young man, I will tell you a secret It's true I'm a maid that is poor And to part from my vows and my promise Is more than my heart can endure. Therefore I remain at my service And go through all my hardship and toil And wait for the lad that has left me All alone on the banks of Belle Isle". "Young maiden I wish not to banter It's true I come here in disguise I came here to fulfill our last promise And hope to give you a surprise. I've known you're a maid I love dearly And you've been in my heart all the while For me there is no other damsel Than my bloomin' bright star of Belle Isle". - Living The Blues2:41
- Like a Rolling Stone5:14
Vídeo
- Copper Kettle3:32
Letra
Get you a copper kettle, get you a copper coil Fill it with new made corn mash and never more you'll toil You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight. Build you a fire with hickory, hickory, ash and oak Don't use no green or rotten wood, they'll get you by the smoke You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight. My daddy he made whiskey, my granddaddy he did too We ain't paid no whiskey tax since 1792 You'll just lay there by the juniper while the moon is bright Watch them just a-filling in the pale moonlight. - Gotta Travel On3:04
Letra
Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long And it seems like I've got to travel on And it seems like I've got to travel on Papa writes to Johnny, Johnny can't come home Johnny can't come home, Johnny can't come home Papa writes to Johnny, Johnny can't come home Johnny's been out on the road too long So I done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on Done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long And it seems like I've got to travel on That chilly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my way Going home to stay, going home to stay That chilly wind will soon begin and I'll be on my way And I feel like I just want to travel on So I done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on Oh yes I done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long And it seems like I've got to travel on There's a lonesome freight at 6:08 coming through the town I'll be homeward bound, I'll be homeward bound There's a lonesome freight at 6:08 coming on through the town And I feel like I just want to travel on Well I done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long Summer's almost gone, winter's coming on Yes it is done laid around, done stayed around this old town too long And it seems like I almost travel on - Blue Moon2:26
Letra
Blue moon, you saw me standing alone Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own. Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for You heard me saying a prayet for someone I really could care for. And suddenly there appeared before me the only one my arms could ever hold I heard someone whisper, "Please, adore me" And when I looked my moon had turned to gold. Blue moon, now I'm no longer alone Without a dream in my heart, without a love of my own Without a love of my own. - The Boxer2:45
- The Mighty Quinn (Quinn, The Eskimo)2:54
- Take Me As I Am (Or Let Me Go)2:59
- Take A Message To Mary2:44
- It Hurts Me Too3:16
Letra
So run here baby, put your little hands in mine I've got something to tell you, I know you're gonna change your mind When things go wrong, so wrong with you It hurts me too I want you baby just to understand I don't want to be your boss babe, I just want to be your man When things go wrong, so wrong with you It hurts me too Now when you go home, you don't have to get along Come back to me babe, where I live that's where you belong When things go wrong, so wrong with you It hurts me too I love you baby an' you know that it's true I wouldn't mistreat you baby, nothin' in this world is like you When things go wrong, so wrong with you It hurts me too Yes when things go wrong, so wrong with you It hurts me too So run here baby, put your little hand in mine I got something to tell you baby, I know that will change your mind When things go wrong, so wrong with you Don't you know it, don't you know it hurts me too - Minstrel Boy3:29
- She Belongs To Me2:42
- Wigwam3:08
- Alberta No. 23:20
