Having trouble relating to friends enemies anyone at all? Put a dent in Bob Dylan’s discography; he probably wrote a song about something similar sometime somewhere. AUTOTUNE YOUR LIFE.
But yeah, Dylan’s quite the songwriter. That’s perhaps my favorite album of his I’ve listened to as an album, but Lord knows that I’m quite grateful for all the songs Mike M. burned for me some time ago. I suppose I have Mike to thank in part for my expectations that I’d be approximately an adult-shaped version of James by about this point in my life. Not to bring up “daddy issues,” because who doesn’t have some kind or another, but I don’t always know what to say to my dad; perhaps we’re too similar in some ways? But it was nice to sort of have Mike be a surrogate dad in some ways; he often let me use his workshop for projects with his sons and would give me advice when I was lost in a rough patch or just asking for a recommendation on some software to download. All that to say, Mike and I have lost touch a bit, and since my dad (also named Mike) got another year older recently, I wonder how to relate to Mike M. these days?
Anyway, if you want to throw me the cover of your favorite Dylan album, I’ll let people photo reply, so long as it doesn’t warrant the Look of Disapproval.
