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Track Listings
| 1 | All The Tired Horses |
| 2 | Alberta #1 |
| 3 | I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know |
| 4 | Days Of 49 |
| 5 | Early Mornin' Rain |
| 6 | In Search Of Little Sadie |
| 7 | Let It Be Me |
| 8 | Little Sadie |
| 9 | Woogie Boogie |
| 10 | Belle Isle |
| 11 | Living the Blues |
| 12 | Like a Rolling Stone |
| 13 | Copper Kettle (The Pale Moonlight) |
| 14 | Gotta Travel On |
| 15 | Blue Moon |
| 16 | The Boxer |
| 17 | Quinn The Eskimo (The Mighty Quinn) |
| 18 | Take Me as I Am (Or Let Me Go) |
| 19 | Take a Message to Mary |
| 20 | It Hurts Me Too |
| 21 | Minstrel Boy |
| 22 | She Belongs to Me |
| 23 | Wigwam |
| 24 | Alberta #2 |
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Self Portrait stands as a truly perverse collection. Released in 1970 at a time when those on the radical left were hungering for their then-unimpeachable hero to reclaim his role as the conscience of his generation, Bob Dylan instead delivered a pop-inflected collection largely made up of rather indifferently performed covers. Youth culture was at a boiling point and the one figure the vanguard of The Movement hoped would galvanize all those street-fighting men and women was . . . crooning "Blue Moon"? In hindsight, Self Portrait is, at best, pleasant. The uncharacteristically lush likes of "All The Tired Horses," "Wigwam," and "Copper Kettle" are mighty nice, in fact. But then the tepid covers of "The Boxer," "Early Mornin' Rain," and "Gotta Travel On," as well as perplexingly lifeless live versions of "Like a Rolling Stone" and "She Belongs to Me" drag the whole set down and leave one wondering what Dylan was thinking when he selected such a provocative title for such an unrevealing album. --Steven Stolder
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- Is Discontinued By Manufacturer : No
- Product Dimensions : 5.62 x 4.92 x 0.33 inches; 3.84 Ounces
- Manufacturer : Sony Legacy
- Original Release Date : 1989
- Run time : 1 hour and 13 minutes
- Date First Available : December 7, 2006
- Label : Sony Legacy
- ASIN : B0000024W3
- Number of discs : 1
- Best Sellers Rank: #172,094 in CDs & Vinyl (See Top 100 in CDs & Vinyl)
- #2,387 in Contemporary Folk (CDs & Vinyl)
- #2,802 in Country Rock (CDs & Vinyl)
- #3,379 in Folk Rock (CDs & Vinyl)
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It was savaged by a lot of reviewers, mostly because it not only didn't conform to their expectations of what Dylan should have been doing (no doubt, from their point-of-view, writing the soundtrack for the revolution to come . . . .), but ran completely counter to who he seemed to be, in their eyes.
It is laid back in tone and demeanor, even the live tracks with the Band from the 1969 Isle of Wight Festival, whether he's doing folk, country, pop, or blues (even some New Orleans stylings), and also features lots of covers of other people's songs, including perhaps the best rendition of "Take A Message To Mary" that I've ever heard (with all due respect to the Everly Brothers). It's taken a while, but I've even come to enjoy (especially on CD) the live rendition of "Like A Rolling Stone" from that Isle of Wight performance, which is a good showcase for the group as well.
And it's all done with a simple, beguiling joy that comes from having unambitious (but richly textured) fun, albeit fun with a purpose. For SELF PORTRAIT is all about, essentially, Dylan reclaiming his own identity, musically and in popular culture, and demystifying himself in the process -- in effect, telling the world in 1970 that this is the stuff I like, it's where I came from musically (as much as Woody Guthrie -- already represented on his earlier output -- was), and that I want to do, and I'm not interested in anyone's opinion of it. Take it or leave it.
A lot of critics (and some fans) couldn't accept that, and hated him for it, though the record did do quite well commercially at the time, charting high on both sides of the Atlantic (especially for a premium-priced double LP -- in the rock world of 1970, $15-$22 retail was a LOT of money even for a double album; and in the latter category, only the Beatles, the Cream, and the Who had really gotten away with charging that much at the time, with the "White Album," Wheels Of Fire, and Tommy, respectively -- and the Cream's management had hedged their bets in England by splitting that album into two separate volumes); and it has always been in demand as a used LP, which tells you that Dylan was correct in his estimation of how unimportant the rock critics really were, at least where his music was concerned.
But in terms of the record itself there's mostly stuff here to love in the listening, even really adore in the free-ranging nature of the sounds, from gospel to blues to pop (any album that linked Dylan's talent with that of Richard Rodgers and Lorenz Hart, via "Blue Moon," deserved points for sheer daring in 1970 -- and Lord knows what Richard Rodgers thought of the recording itself, if he ever heard it). And he was leading the way, as usual, for a lot of other icons from the 1960s -- John Lennon and Paul McCartney abandoning the ambition, perfection and bold production of the Beatles' music, each for something more basic (and, in Lennon's case, bitterly personal, which probably, ultimately helped get him killed by attracting the mentally unwrapped and unstuck), the Moody Blues giving up on being the "world's smallest symphony orchestra" or pop mystics extraordinaire and declaring themselves to be just singers in the rock 'n' roll band . . . the big post-1960s demystifying of rock music (alas, mostly into a big business, except for those who chose to stay small) starts here.
Listening to it in 2013, I suddenly realized -- the 1960s and its music (including Dylan's) liberated a lot of us. And SELF PORTRAIT was Dylan declaring his own liberation, in all of its laid back joy. I only wish they'd do a Deluxe version of this, perhaps with the outtakes that ended up on the 1973 "Dylan" album and the Isle of Wight tracks complete (or, at least, the ones here assembled together).
And I thank Bob Dylan every day for releasing this record -- as I said, it's rapidly becoming my favorite of all of Bob Dylan's albums. And it may be, if my interpretation is correct, also the first actual Bob Dylan album (other than his debut), representing who Bob Dylan REALLY was, behind the public mask.
Released as a double album in 1970, "Self Portrait" was condemned by both reviewers and fans, who were shocked that the spokesman of their generation had not lived up to their standards. But if a performer can release a record that is regarded as a pitiful disappointment after a decade of publicly-embraced masterpieces, but with a grin on his face while doing it, it's not such a bad thing--the album saw critics claiming Dylan had somehow turned his back on his principles and was indulging in a "commercialization" of his music; critic Ralph Gleason even called for a boycott of Dylan's albums. But the bottom line was that Dylan was fed up with being hailed as a leader; in a biography by Anthony Scaduto, Dylan was quoted about this era: "I wasn't going to fall for that, for being any kind of leader...and because I wanted out, they all started to rap me." And that's the goal that makes this album so enjoyable. Didn't he tell us not to follow leaders in the first place?
The title suggests that "Self Portrait" will resemble some kind of personal diary, but rather it's more of a curio, featuring some lesser known original material, a few ragged live cuts with The Band from the Isle of Wight festival, and covers of songs by the likes of the Everly Brothers, Simon & Garfunkel, and the equally brilliant singer-songwriter Gordon Lightfoot. The album often finds Dylan in a musical limbo--there's pieces of his folk period, his rock period and even his country period; it's almost like he can't decide which style would be best to use, so he employs them all. Strings and overdubbed vocals tread through the album. There's even that honky-tonk voice that first appeared on "Nashville Skyline" that comes straight from Dylan's nasal tones--it sounds like a mix of the voices of Warren Zevon, Hank Williams Jr., and Supertramp's Rick Davies. But it's an enjoyable voice nonetheless, and Dylan offers some very good music; songs that resemble the "Basement Tapes" like 'Woogie Boogie' or 'Little Sadie' add a loose feeling that suggests Dylan wanted to have as much fun as he could, knowing "Self-Portrait" would be despised. Despite any bizarreness, the album is packed full of fine moments like 'Days of 49,' the absolutely delightful 'Bell Isle,' and infamously dogged covers of 'Early Morning Rain,' 'The Boxer,' 'Blue Moon,' 'Let it Be Me,' and an exquisite if eyebrow-raising version of 'I Forgot More Than You'll Ever Know.'
Consider it as Bob Dylan's own experience of "Stage Fright;" his former backing group The Band released the album of that name the same year, their reaction to the dregs of being made a public figure. But it only took them two years to reach that disdain, while if Dylan had taken ten to reach his, it certainly didn't show until in shocking confrontational form when "Self Portrait" was released.
"Self Portrait" may always be recognized only as an infamously disappointing release, but it's actually one more reason to ignore the widely accepted opinion. "Self Portrait" is more of a statement than most people choose to recognize; Bob Dylan wanted desperately to discourage those who saw him as a prophet. And that's not a bad reason to make an album if you think about it.
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Es ist für den Hörer sehr vorteilhaft, seine bisherigen Songs zu kennen. Nichts scheint mir angebrachter als der Titel "Self Portrait". -
Persönliches: Ich bin voll der Hoffnung, dass mich ein Bot darauf aufmerksam macht, welche CD (Vinyl bis "Pat Garret...") mir noch fehlt. Die mittlerweile Insidern bekannten "Basement Tapes" erscheinen so nach und nach; allerdings nicht zu 100% empfehlenswert, den sie spiegeln eine Zeit, in der der Meister nicht im besten war. Nur für absolute-Fans.
"Normale" Dylan-Fans: UNBEDINGT "Self Portrait" kaufen! Ihr wisst nun, unter welchen Konditionen diese Songs (jede!) zu rezipieren sind: humorvoll, schalkhaft, mit Augenzwinkern. - Das ist die Intention des "Meisters" hier. - Das nächste Album ist ganz anders. Dieses ist ein "Selbstportrait".
1970 was a long time ago, so I don't have a detailed recollection of my reaction to every song. However, I can say this: I was generally disappointed. It was not what I was expecting at all. I remember liking some of the tracks and disliking many of them, especially the opening track, 'All the Tired Horses', which wasn't even sung by Dylan. My impression was bolstered by record reviews that trashed the album.
Half a century later -- is it really that long? -- I came across a few reviews that revisited the album, however these reviews were generally favourable. My Dylan music collection had grown substantially since 1970 and there weren't that many left to choose from that could be added so I decided to take a chance and ordered the album.
My 'chance' paid off. I found after the first listening in 50 years that I generally liked the album. I still didn't care for 'All the Tired Horses' although that song didn't sound as bad as I remembered it and after several playings it kind of grew on me until I now include it in the 'like' column.
I've been playing this album every day for the past week and found that I really like it. It's Dylan at his most relaxed. A very mellow Dylan. If you're feeling stressed, play Self Portrait, get comfortable and let the stress leave your body and mind. It works for me.
Tatsächlich sehe auch ich - und ich bin eigentlich glühender Dylan-Bekenner - in vorliegender Scheibe mehr ein Zwischendurchalbum, denn ein wohlkonzipiertes bzw. durchdachtes Studiowerk. Zwar sind hierauf enthaltene Songs - gleich ganze 24 an der Zahl (!) - nicht unbedingt schlecht, aber über gelangweiltes Mittelmaß kommen wirklich nur ganz wenige Tracks hinaus (auch die Dylan-Interpretation des Simon-Garfunkel-Hits "The Boxer" halte ich beispielsweise für reizlos und daher unnötig). Zudem finde ich auch die Aufnahmequalität nicht berauschend. Und ja: Freilich habe ich der Scheibe bereits mehrere wohlgesonnene Durchläufe - auch mit größeren zeitlichen Abständen dazwischen - gegönnt. Im Falle von His Bobness bin ich sowieso gerne bereit, diversen (gerade kontrovers diskutierten) Alben mehrere Chancen zu geben.
Bei "Self Portrait" hat's bei mir aber bis heute nicht richtig "Klick" gemacht. Irgendwie kommt mir die Scheibe wie ein halbgarer Mischmasch teils unliebsamer Songfragmente (klingt jetzt vielleicht ein bisschen gar streng, aber gut) vor, die der gute Bob halt ganz einfach nicht unaufgenommen lassen wollte. So richtig essenziell ist meines Erachtens überhaupt nur "The Mighty Quinn (Quinn The Eskimo)", das in dieser Originalfassung wohl unerreicht bleibt und einen typischen Dylan-Reiz oder Dylan-Charme innehat, der einfach zeitlos und wohl unzerstörbar ist. Von der vermutlich viel bekannteren Cover-Version (von der Manfred Mann's Earth Band), die einst - aber eigentlich noch vor Veröffentlichung des Originals, nämlich 1968 - sogar millionenfach verkauft wurde, kann man das eher nicht behaupten... (Anm.: Dylan hat den Song ursprünglich schon 1967 geschrieben, ihn dann meines Wissens aber nicht gleich selber aufgenommen bzw. nicht veröffentlicht).
Jedenfalls glaube ich, dass "Self Portrait" sogar für Dylan-Liebhaber verzichtbar ist und dass es sich dabei um das vermutlich schwächste Studiowerk Dylans aus jener Dekade handelt. Vielleicht ist hiesiger Silberling überhaupt eine der schwächsten Dylan-Scheiben auf dem Markt.
Naja, man muss ja - eben auch als Fan - nicht alles kaufen, wo Dylan drauf steht. Ich jedenfalls habe diese Scheibe relativ spät erstanden (vor allem wegen zuvor besagtem "Mighty Quinn", das ich dann halt doch einfach haben musste und wohl auch, weil ich schlichtweg neugierig war) und sie bei weitem nicht so oft zuhause aufgelegt wie vergleichsweise andere Platten des Meisters.
Meines Erachtens halte ich ja auch die dazugehörige (gar nicht vor allzu langer Zeit erschienene) Bootleg-Series-Ausgabe hierzu für entbehrlich - aber das ist wiederum eine andere Geschichte...
Vielleicht - es sei mir bitte noch erlaubt - sollte ich noch darauf hinweisen, dass ich anderen - ebenfalls nicht unumstrittenen - Dylan-Alben durchaus wohlwollend gesinnt bin. So halte ich z.B. Scheiben wie "Nahsville Skyline", "New Morning", "Street Legal", "Saved" oder auch "World Gone Wrong" (das nur mit Coverversionen bestückt ist) für sträflich unterschätzt. Aber auch das steht - bei Interesse - anderswo geschrieben...
Fazit: Trotz vieler gut gemeinter Anläufe meinerseits und trotz möglichst unvoreingenommener Herangehensweise an diese vieldiskutierte Dylan-Platte, ist mir "Self Portrait" - wie einigen anderen Dylan-Verehrern da draußen offenbar auch - ein kleines unlösbares Rätsel geblieben.
Ich weiß nicht, ob ein Bob Dylan auf dieses Album wirklich lange stolz war und wie er heute darüber denkt, aber ich glaube nicht, dass er es selbst zu seinen Bestleistungen zählen würde. Ich jedenfalls tu's nicht!
Tatsächlich halte ich "Self Portrait" mit 2 Sternen geradeaus für einigermaßen gerecht bewertet. Eingefleischte Dylan-Sammler werden vermutlich dennoch früher oder später zu vorliegendem Werk greifen - vor allem solche, die angeblich das Gewissen plagen soll, wenn ihnen eine Dylan-Scheibe nicht gefällt ;) Aber selbst Leute, die aus einem solchen Holz geschnitzt sind, "dürfen" großzügig und mit gutem Gewissen einen Bogen um dieses insgesamt eher verunglückte Songsammelsurium machen...
Noch einmal: Nichts für ungut, liebe Fans - aber das hier ist bestimmt keine Meisterleistung des GROSSEN Bob, den ich grundsätzlich wirklich zutiefst gern habe und sehr zu schätzen weiß!
Alles in allem unterdurchschnittlich - geht so:++
P.S. Manchmal ist es besser, weiße Wände in ihrem ursprünglichen Zustand zu belassen...
Mais quand on aime Dylan, on est prêt à tout les sacrifices !
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