He's pretty smart, Bob. I think I've underestimated him. Maybe cause I was force-fed with him my whole childhood until I learnt to hate that grumbling, whining and singing old man who was the love of my fathers life.
But today when I was visiting the new exhibit at Malmö Museum, I saw him in a new light. Some photographer had made it his mission to collect and take photos from the whole world to illustrate every single phrase in Hard rain.
There was also an explanation of the project and the song and the hard rain that Bob saw coming some years before it became fashionable to care about the växthuseffekt. We could here him sing from a tree in the yard where the photos were hanging.
Very good idea, Malmö Museum. Thanks to you I might give Bob a new chance, now that I'm older and wiser and have the ability to appreciate music that isn't collected on an Absolute Dance 1999 record.
And it's a hard, and it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard,
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.
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