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SEPTEMBER 23, 2000 INTERNATIONAL ARENA, CARDIFF, WALES 1. HALLELUJAH, I'M READY TO GO @ 2. MY BACK PAGES @ 3. DESOLATION ROW @ 4. BALLAD OF FRANKIE LEE AND JUDAS PRIEST @ 5. TANGLED UP IN BLUE @ 6. SEARCHING FOR A SOLDIER'S GRAVE @ 7. COUNTRY PIE 8. BLIND WILLIE MCTELL 9. TOMBSTONE BLUES 10. TRYIN' TO GET TO HEAVEN 11. COLD IRONS BOUND 12. LEOPARD SKIN PILLBOX HAT 13. THINGS HAVE CHANGED 14. LIKE A ROLLING STONE 15. DON'T THINK TWICE, ITS ALRIGHT @ (BOB ON HARP) 16. WATCHING THE RIVER FLOW 17. FOREVER YOUNG @ 18. HIGHWAY 61 REVISITED 19. BLOWIN' IN THE WIND @ Now, this was a powerful show, last night in Wales. As the Welsh audience was more responsive than the ones at the huge English venues before, the energy was clearly flowing both ways. In front of the nice city centre venue we met Monika and Ulrike, two of the most faithful continental concert goers, who we had met at many a German show. They jumped on the tour train last night, riding along until Paris. When they were spotted by the maestro on stage, there was a most interesting reaction, including smiles and guitar pointing. Very amusing. The show itself was one of the finest on this tour yet, even though there were but three additions to the (61 by now) song-list. Ten repetitions from the night before, but each one was most powerful and special, as if he did not perform them often. His voice was as good as it gets and standing in the fourth row facing Tony, we could hear it very good. "MY BACK PAGES" included violin and harp in harmony, and my third "DESOLATON ROW" six verses. The guitar-less harp-dance at the end of "DON'T THINK TWICE" was priceless. (see pics below) The third omission in a row of "RDW" just added to my enjoyment of the show. The only song I had never seen before was an acoustic version of "THE BALLAD OF FRANKIE LEE AND JUDAS PRIEST", which was told in a manner, which simply left me speechless. Outstanding is the only word for it. ("Don't go mistaking paradise for that home across the road.") He could have sung 15 times "TANGLED" after that. But no, there was more to come, as he pulled out one of his eighties-masterpieces, "BLIND WILLIE MC TELL", in the number eight surprise slot. ("God is in his heaven, and we all want what's his.") Dylan the band leader beckoned Charlie to play some nice guitar breaks on this one. (We had seen this gem before in Essen 1998. where it had not even been on the cue sheet.) The third addition, "WATCHING THE RIVER FLOW", we witnessed already for the third time (after Nurburgring and Bremen 1998). I always like to hear it, especially on a night like this, although I do think that Bob has much to say these days. Which brings me to some comments on my two favourite songs of this great Cardiff setlist, "HALLELUJAH IíM READY TO GO" and "TRYIN' TO GET TO HEAVEN". "HALLELUJAH" was performed for the second time on this tour, and this time his voice took the chorus to places I had not heard before. Simply amazing. The lyrics are as challenging as can be (see the relevant page on this site), and the combination with the new and slow "TRYIN'" made his confession all the more direct (those two songs appeared last together on the Horsens-setlist). While performing "TRYING", Bob mixed up the lyrics, being "all around the world" already at the end of verse three. He then continued with the last verse (which he omitted in Dublin and B'ham), inserting however the buggy ride from verse four in it, and ended with the "sugar town" line, which I never heard him perform on stage before. No, I am not going to read a secret message out of it. I just noticed it, that's all. The third verse started with "People at the station (sic), waiting for the train." We all know, that the train-image is an important one for Bob. I never saw last night's opener in connection with that, but in hindsight he sang "HALLELUJAH" like someone who just has been handed a vital train ticket, someone who is "well dressed, waiting on the last train", the slow train coming, which is picking up speed, as this world can't stand long. People get ready, there's a train a-coming. Hallelujah, I'm ready to go. - Powerful indeed. As our car is rolling through the English rain towards Portsmouth (we don't have tickets for the first show yet; it might be my 30th Bob date), I am grateful that the greatest living artist keeps on using his greatest gift to tell his audience once in a while: "Don't wait, before it's too late, he's a wonderful Saviour to know." |
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