The lead-in groove on my copy of “Another Side of Bob Dylan” sounds like the channel on TV where the black and white dots battle back and forth for control of the screen. Someone once called it the Salt and Pepper war.
My uncle, whose name is scrawled on both sides of the jacket and label, must have listened to this a lot of times. The plastic (not paper) sleeve in the jacket smells like the 1960s.
The recording is so stark that it’s not even noticeable once the music starts. It’s hard not to adore this entire situation.
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