Mr. Tambourine Man (Live at the Newport Folk Festival. 1964)
Then take me disappearin’ through the smoke rings of my mind
Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves
The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach
Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow
Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free
Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands
With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves
Let me forget about today until tomorrow
I was inspired to look up the video while reading the OpenCulture abstract about a video of Johnny Depp reading letters of Hunter S Thompson. Read the OpenCulture page about it, but here’s the first video:
I found the Johnny Depp video while watching OpenCulture’s video of a “Jerry Springer-esque clip” of Hunter S Thompson being confronted by a Hell’s Angel on Canadian television. During the confrontation, the audience seems completely comfortable with the assertion that beating your spouse is necessary while beating a dog is wrong.
Again, I recommend reading the OpenCulture page about it, but here’s the video.