I saw Bob Dylan, the newly crowned Nobel literature laureate, when he toured New Zealand recently.
I travelled to Hamilton with excitement in my heart and an image burned into my brain about what I expected him to look and sound like.
Well, to be frank, what I saw and heard disappointed me, or did it?
I can remember an old editor of mine, a die-hard Dylan fan, telling me that Dylan in concert was not worth the money as he basically was a statue behind a mike. However, he waxed lyrical that it was worth the trip as, after all, it was Dylan in concert.
So, my expectations were not high to begin with, but what I encountered was woeful and probably not worth the 100 plus bucks I paid for the ticket if it had not been Dylan.