i went home an began writin
Four-and-a-half years ago, Simon & Schuster published a book called Hollywood Foto-Rhetoric: The Lost Manuscript, with "text by Bob Dylan". Despite this fact, it didn't sell. I picked a mint condition copy up at one of those bargain basement places, for about $5. I was curious that a book with "text by Bob Dylan" and including a photograph of a man sitting at a Remington-Rand portable typewriter had been, at least to me, so obscure (and selling, new, at such a low price). At one time or another I think I have owned just about every book written about or by Dylan.
I discovered in a review written by The New York Times' Charles McGrath, under the heading "His Back Pages", that this book contained what Dylan himself, "in characteristic fashion had forgotten all about ... a series of 23 poems he wrote in the early 1960s to accompany a collection of Hollywood photographs by Barry Feinstein".
McGrath said the "Dylan archives [are] a
cavernous storage space so full of odds and ends that even Dylan himself doesn’t
know what’s in there. Just when you think the place has been emptied out,
something new - a bootleg tape, some video footage, a collection of sketches and
doodles - pops to light." McGrath called the tome "one of the oddest
coffee-table books to come along in a while."
The reviewer said "That 'f' in 'foto-rhetoric' leads you to anticipate a volume in tabloidy,
Hollywood Confidential style, and there are a couple of glimpses of weird
Kenneth Anger-like Hollywood. But most of the photographs are more moody, even
arty, than they are leering or sensational. Feinstein went on to become the
court photographer of rock ’n’ roll royalty, but in the early ’60s he was
working as a studio flunky for the mogul Harry Cohn, and he took these pictures
backstage on movie sets or driving around town after hours. They’re suffused
with a kind of antiglamour that was probably meant to be tough and unflinching
at the time but now seems almost tender."
"What Dylan brings to this
vision is a kind of antic surrealism, at times reminiscent of the liner notes he
wrote for Highway 61 Revisited ... he is reluctant
to call the text poetry. But they certainly
look and read like poems, in tense, narrow lines, of just one or two beats
sometimes, that stack on the page ...
"The style seems learned partly from the
Beats, terse and jangly, with no capitalisation and lots of dropped letters: But
the voice is reliably Dylanesque: Occasionally a poem will explicitly comment on
the accompanying photograph.
crashin the sportscar into the chandelier
i called up my best friend
somebody wiped their feet on me
an gave me some pills (See the name on the pill bottle)
i really have nothing against marlon brando
"More often the poems take
off on the theme of a photo or enact a scenario ... suggested by it. And sometimes the relation of text to picture is pretty
oblique.
"Most of these poems, it must be said, read like the
work of just a few moments. They lack the complexity, the emotional power of
some of the great Dylan song lyrics [which] really can stand comparison to Marlowe, Keats and
Tennyson. They’re mostly riffs, the poetic equivalent of scale playing. On the
other hand, you can read these little verses without humming the tune in your
head, and they allow you to appreciate Dylan’s verbal dexterity — his gift for
rhyme and free association — in isolation, as it were. This is the kind of
quickness and improvisatory brilliance that allowed those great lyrics to
happen. Nor is the text of Hollywood Foto-Rhetoric entirely rhetorical. The
best poems add up to a wary meditation on fame and celebrity, on the disguises
we all put on — themes to which he would later return."
