Yes, you read that right — Neil Diamond in blackface.
In one scene, a shabbily-dressed Dylan is mistaken for a homeless man during a Yom Kippur service at the Chabad House in Santa Monica.
I remember my feeling of mounting envy and frustration as I watched at least a dozen foul balls sail off the players’ bats and into the upper deck.
Ancient wine vessels and modern guitars are both implements of Dionysian revelry, even if they’re separated by over 2,000 years of history.
While he’s calling it quits from the stage, I highly doubt that “In the Blue Light” will be the last we hear from Paul Simon.
“Whenever Michael Bloomfield, Bob Dylan and myself were together, it was like three Jewish kids from the Midwest hanging out and playing together.”
The passionate songs of “Yiddish Glory” serve as a mighty riposte to the notion that Jews were passive victims of the Nazis during the Holocaust.
This is not to say that “Bookends” is literally “Sgt. Kishke’s Lower East Side Schlub Band.”
The one silver lining to this unfortunate news is that Diamond says he plans to remain active in writing and recording.
“BANG!” paints a colorful tale of a man driven equally by an intense love of music and a nagging awareness of his own mortality.