Howard Sounes 2001 biography of Bob Dylan is kind of shitty. The factual information is interesting enough (I hadn’t followed Dylan’s secret marriages and backstage habits), and I particularly enjoyed the anecdotes of recording sessions, but whenever Sounes attempts to interpret a song lyric or a particular Dylan quote, he reveals the worst kind of lame pop psychology and shallow thinking. His biases show, and they’re not very appealing. Worst of all, he speculates what “Bob” might have felt at this or that point of his life, and his insights are usually embarrassing cliches. I’d dig up some fun examples, but I can’t be arsed. There must be better straight-up biographies of Dylan; this was just the one the librarian handed me when she couldn’t find the one I’d ordered. Oh well.