bob's 1965 tour

In waiting room at London Airport, 1965

Reporter: How long is it since you were last in London?
Dylan: About a year.
Reporter: What's the lightbulb for?
(Dylan holds up an enormous industrial lightbulb)

Dylan: What's the lightbulb for? I thought you would ask me that. No I usually carry a lightbulb. Somebody gave it to me, you know.
Reporter: Sorry, I didn't quite catch the answer
Dylan: Someone gave it to me... a very affectionate friend.
Reporter: Oh, I see.
2nd Reporter: (to Bob Neuwirth) Are you folk?
Neuwirth: Who, am I folk? No, not me. I'm not folk.
3rd Reporter: (to Dylan) What is your real message?
Dylan: My real message? Keep a good head and always carry a lightbulb.
Reporter: Have you tried?
Dylan: Well, I plugged it into my socket and the house exploded.

clip from Don't Look Back

The Origin of Love

Last time I saw you
We had just split in two.
You were looking at me.
I was looking at you.
You had a way so familiar,
But I could not recognize,
Cause you had blood on your face;
I had blood in my eyes.
But I could swear by your expression
That the pain down in your soul
Was the same as the one down in mine.
That's the pain,
Cuts a straight line
Down through the heart;
We called it love.
So we wrapped our arms around each other,
Trying to shove ourselves back together.
We were making love,
Making love.
It was a cold dark evening,
Such a long time ago,
When by the mighty hand of Jove,
It was the sad story
How we became
Lonely two-legged creatures,
It's the story of
The origin of love.
That's the origin of love.

john cameron mitchell