It’s not uncommon knowledge that Bob Dylan's live shows can be hit or miss. It depends on his mood and what songs he feels like playing. However, as a naive Dylan fan, my understanding of the artist was limited to the early-60s folk singer—the image of a man dwarfed by his guitar—the protest singer who denied ever singing a protest ballad.

Yet, when I saw Bob Dylan live, he hid behind a keyboard, and his arrangements sounded nothing like the song. A sinking disappointment grew with every note. This was a bait-and-switch performance.

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