Dylan's 28th studio album, released in 1992, is not one that I return to often. The first of two albums where he went back to his roots and recorded old folk and blues tunes, often with a very child like feel, this has the feel of a contractual obligation album. There are no original songs, and Dylan's interpretations of the covers is not only not particularly interesting, but due to the unsympathetic production values, they verge on the painful. His voice is a ravaged croak, and whereas in later albums he learned to use this to an advantage, managing to deliver depth and emotion, here it just sounds like a man in pain.
Not a good album, and the one I consider to Be Dylan's worst, even worse than Empire Burlesque. 1 star.