Bob Dylan releases his eighth album : ‘John Wesley Harding’ featuring ‘All Along the Watchtower,’ ‘I’ll Be Your Baby Tonight’ and ‘I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine’ (1967)
Bob Dylan‘s ‘John Wesley Harding’ feat. ‘All Along The Watchtower’ is his eighth studio album marking his return to acoustic music and traditional roots, produced by Bob Johnston and released on December 27, 1967 by Columbia.
Track Listing : 1.John Wesley Harding (Bob Dylan) – 02:58 . 2.As I Went Out One Morning (Bob Dylan) – 02:49 . 3.I Dreamed I Saw St. Augustine (Bob Dylan) – 03:53 . 4.All Along The Watchtower (Bob Dylan) – 02:31 . 5.The Ballad Of Frankie Lee And Judas Priest (Bob Dylan) – 05:35 . 6.Drifter’S Escape (Bob Dylan) – 02:52 . 7.Dear Landlord (Bob Dylan) – 03:16 . 8.I Am A Lonesome Hobo (Bob Dylan) – 03:19 . 9.I Pity The Poor Immigrant (Bob Dylan) – 04:12 . 10.The Wicked Messenger (Bob Dylan) – 02:02 . 11.Down Along The Cove (Bob Dylan) – 02:23 . 12.I’Ll Be Your Baby Tonight (Bob Dylan) – 02:34
Musicians : Bob Dylan – Guitar, Harmonica, Piano, Keyboards, Vocals . Kenneth A. Buttrey – Drums . Pete Drake – Pedal Steel Guitar On Down Along The Cove And I’Ll Be Your Baby Tonight . Charlie Mccoy – Bass Guitar
Production : Produced By Bob Johnston Charlie Bragg – Engineer
Package : John Berg – Cover Photo
Recorded October 17 – November 29, 1967.
Released On December 27, 1967 By Columbia.
The commitment is, as always, frighteningly sincere. And Bob would no doubt agree that J. S. Bach did try also, so really hard, to tell us that the seagulls had wings to fly. […]
This album (and its title track) were mis-named after outlaw John Wesley Hardin. Dylan’s song has very little to do with the story of the real Hardin; instead, it’s basically just a spin-off of Woody Guthrie‘s “Pretty Boy Floyd.” Some Dylan fans note the religious bent of this album and claim that the initials ‘JWH’ really refer to the Judeo-Christian deity… […]
The Book of Revelation looms large on John Wesley Harding. The album’s best-know track, “All along the Watchtower” (of Jimi Hendrix fame) begins with the ominous rationalization, “There must be someway out of here,” but there is no way out of here. The album is fated. The doom is inevitable. […]
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