Salma's Reviews > Chronicles, Volume One

I really want to talk with Dylan

And it happened. That's what it feels like when you get under the bed covers with this book, no sound but a cricket buzz outside the window. His words come out at you like his music. Unpretentious, romantic. Funny like a Woody Allen movie. It feels like any minute that gravel voice will start whispering out of the pages to you.

A genius talking about his inspiration. What more could you want?

So, what inspired him? Better yet, what didn't? Everything's flowed into his art- the cold Minnesota landscape of his childhood, street musicians, his love Suze. Life. He's telling you about his life- and you feel like he's letting you in on a secret that only the two of you now know. But isn't that always what he's done?