Unless anybody happened to be completely familiar with both Duluth, Minnesota and and New York City in the late 1950's and early 1960's, it is almost impossible to comprehend quite where Bob Dylan came from, or why. Some of this was explored in Scorsese's film, but it is ultimately one of the great mysteries of 20th Century culture how a small, awkward young man with a deeply uncommercial voice managed to be THE singing and songwriting colossus of his generation. And this was where it all began......
It sold terribly, it was mostly covers... Bob himself later said it was not the album he wanted to make.
Certainly the last remark can be taken with a pinch of salt, for within a few months he was a serious star and the darling of the folk world with his self-penned anthems such as Blowin' In The Wind and A Hard Rain's Gonna Fall. As ever, he moved on so fast. It might not have been the album he wanted to make, but it was the one that he was able to make at the time.
This debut burns with youthful exuberance, an absolute joy of music and and a voice that cries, 'I'm here! Now listen to this!'. The lack of Dylan songs should not detract from the experience, for his idiosyncratic reading of the songs almost negates the 'trad.arr.' status. Tellingly, the only song that sounds like his hero Woody Guthrie is his own Song To Woody; Make no mistake this album is Bob Dylan writ large, full of personality and, of course, that voice.
Clearly, the songs that first stand out are the ones that we instantly regognise: In My Time Of Dyin', great enough for Led Zeppelin to remake on Physical Graffiti; House of the Rising Sun, that influenced the Animals to make that unforgettable classic; Baby Let Me Follow You Down, a song that Bob was so enamoured with that he toured with it in 1966 and reprised it on the great film, The Last Waltz.
The album also contains the unforgettable 'Man Of Constant Sorrow' (a big feature as a result of the film Oh Brother Where Art Thou? for the uninitiated!), Highway 51 Blues (this actually sounds like Zepp...) and the finale See That My Grave Is Kept Clean, a song that I first heard when Bob was seriously ill some years ago. It belies his tender (21!) age and is, like most of his future works, purely timeless.
Its not the best place to begin if you're wanting to start hearing the genius of Bob Dylan, but if you love him and want to listen to him reaching towards the next plateau, its all here.