Love this year's choice for the literature Nobel (EOM)

MaxEntropy_Man wrote:Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Maria S wrote:Good Morning,

Thought it was a joke..apparently not!  Confirming again, that we live in some strange times...perhaps with some real yearning..nostalgia.

I can't connect to any of his writings or singing (!), he is called "magical"..apparently there is something special in his illusive creations. 

His fans say that he is a dying breed, a well deserved "Nobel" for a "Noble soul" and posting their favorite lines in social media, and this one makes some sense..

"My love, she speaks like silence
Without ideals or violence
She doesn't have to say she's faithful
Yet she's true like ice, like fire
People carry roses
And make promises by the hour
My love she laughs like the flowers
Valentines can't buy her"

Some interesting info (I did not know):

http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/music/features/70-reasons-why-bob-dylan-is-the-most-important-figure-in-pop-culture-history-2286368.html

garam_kuta wrote:indeed, totally....
but him aside, மரியக்கா! நலம் தானே.. தங்கள் உரை கண்டதில் மிக்க​ மகிழ்ச்சி!

Maria S wrote:

garam_kuta wrote:indeed, totally....
but him aside, மரியக்கா! நலம் தானே.. தங்கள் உரை கண்டதில் மிக்க​ மகிழ்ச்சி!

நன்றி Garam.
உங்களை மீண்டும் சந்திப்பதில் மகிழ்ச்சி! நீங்களும் நலமா?

southindian wrote:Did he get this prize for a music category?

Maria S wrote:

MaxEntropy_Man wrote:Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Those are some good lines, appreciate his leanings-on issues! Learning more about his work..it is nice that he is still around to enjoy the accolades.

Speaking of nostalgia and the great ones..attended Ilayaraja's Concert in the US, a few weeks ago. Was wonderful:)