Saturday, December 31 1994
The folk singer is a dying breed. Most pundits point to the 1965 Newport Folk Festival as the precise moment the deathblow was struck by a certain unorthodox Minnesotan with the gift of reinventing himself and his craft.
Electronic music not aimed squarely at the dance floor must present all kinds of marketing problems.
This recording may be the finest rock recording ever reduced to vinyl or CD.