This song has been rolling around my head this weekend, Youdopia. I love me some Bob Dylan, and this particular version is off the Biograph Box Set, which I purchased on Vinyl from Lechmere in 1985… to impress a girl. However, the music is awesome, so it was worthwhile. Visions of Johanna resonates with me on many levels. First, it’s a beautiful song. Second it’s a brilliant song. Third, it’s a sad song. The lyrics touch my soul, and I can close my eyes and lose myself in them.

The ghost of ‘lectricity howls in the bones of her face
Where these visions of Johanna have now taken my place

I imprinted on this acoustic version, so the studio version does nothing for me. You know how that is. We bootleg collectors tend to imprint on love versions often. Such is the case here. Music is very personal.

Inside the museums, Infinity goes up on trial
Voices echo this is what salvation must be like after a while

The cartoon above has no occult meaning. It’s just a cartoon. I first saw it in 1985, when I purchased the book, The Biggest Tongue In Tunisia, by B. Kliban. It made me laugh then, and it makes me laugh now, and the Wheel rolls on.