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Written shorty after the dissolution of Dylan’s first marriage, Blood On The Tracks is a rollercoaster of emotions, honest and exposed. Its hard to say, but it would probably be my favorite Dylan album (Freewheelin’ is a close second), because of the way that it manages to be simultaneously focused and all over the place. The album teeters between regret (”You’re A Big Girl Now”), pain (”If You See Her, Say Hello”), frustration (”Idiot Wind”), and making due (”Simple Twist of Fate”). Something in the candid, yet coded lyrics gives the album a sense of Dylan’s intent to vent his feelings while keeping some element of himself secluded and protected. “People tell me it’s a sin / To know and feel too much within / I still believe she was my twin / But I lost the ring / She was born in spring / But I was born too late / Blame it on a simple twist of fate.”