From The Nation, Tim Shorrock reconnoiters the terrain of Bob Dylan’s “Murder Most Foul.”
…the song is a reminder of the beauty of our music and culture. It’s a tribute to the artists, obscure and famous, who’ve taken us through the hard times, and who continue to lift us up as we brave this new world of Covid-19, social distancing, and the death of thousands by government failure and incompetence. In “Murder Most Foul,” that music becomes the counterpoint, the juxtaposition, to the horror and chaos of both JFK’s very public death and today’s global pandemic.
Source: JFK, Bob Dylan, and the Death of the American Dream | The Nation
John F. Kennedy
Death squalled black
Screaming your head’s blood
Silencing Silencing Silencing
And I remember the day when
Darkness dropped so heavy
I could not find the Night
John F. Kennedy
You walked the shore’s edge
Listening
Listening with a smile
Holding how much sadness
I have heard whispers
Whispers across the waves
Saying you glowed white as you swam
As you swam away…….
John F. Kennedy
Your brother
Your brother Robert
Sought your leaving
His voice echoing yours
Breaking
Breaking at Arlington
Does he know you
Does he know you now
And I remember the day
When Darkness dropped so Heavy
I could not find the Night
John F. Kennedy
Near the shore shattered
I kneel
And I hear still the Sea
The Sea
Softning the Earth’s tears
On this shore
On that other shore
A flame burns and burns
And burns
John F. Kennedy
I was 16 when John F. Kennedy died………..his death broke my heart…….joh
This was the song that literally reignited my interest in the JFK case. All 17+ minutes of it.