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If you think that there is something vaguely
familiar about the cover to this month’s Freewheelin, then you are not
far out. The truth is that I am stuck in a Barnett Newman moment and I
cannot get his ‘zips’ out of my system.
A
‘zip’, if you recall the explanation given in my ‘Coverdown’ to
Freewheelin 208, is a vertical line that separates one section from
another. In life, a ‘zip; could be a borderline, where some howling
beast of religion resides, that separates one country from another; or
perhaps a prison wall that separates all of those wrong doers on the
inside from all of us right doers on the outside.
There
is though a profound difference between this cover and that of
Freewheelin’ 208. In this cover the line is broken and in fact it
disappears up the sleeve of a magician. Thus, as if by magic, the two
sections merge and become one. Just like that.
Now you may think that Tommy Cooper (no relation to
Chris) is, with his left hand, magically raising Dylan from a laundry
basket. Actually, he is pushing Dylan’s head back down into the basket
because it is not yet time for Dylan to truly separate himself from
his past and emerge as the choice for a veneration. |