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Seeing the Real You at Last: Life and Love on the Road with Bob Dylan - Softcover

Shain, Britta Lee

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Synopsis

Britta Lee Shain was a friend of Bob Dylan's until he asked her to join him on the road in the mid 1980s, at which point she became more than a friend. In this intimate and elliptical memoir of their time together, at home in Los Angeles and on tour with Tom Petty and the Grateful Dead, she offers a unique portrait of the romantic, earthbound, and poetic soul trapped in the role of Being Bob Dylan.

Entire libraries of books have been written about Dylan, but few--if any--offer any lasting insight into the man behind the shades. Until now. Written with the elegance of a poet and storytelling snap of a novelist, Seeing The Real You At Last is a poignant and tender romance that reveals Dylan's playfulness, his dark wit, his fears and struggles, his complex relationships with the men and women in his life, and, ultimately, his genius.

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About the Author

Britta Lee Shain is a songwriter and novelist. A graduate of UC Berkeley, she has a master's degree from UCLA. She studied creative writing for seven years with Pen Center USA Lifetime Achievement Award recipient John Rechy, while her original songs have been played on the radio across the United States and around the world. She currently resides in the Anza-Borrego Desert and the Sequoia National Park.

From the Back Cover

Seeing the real you at last
Life and love on the road with Bob Dylan
Britta Lee Shain

July 1987. New York, New York.
After three martinis apiece, Bob Dylan, Elliot Mintz, and I close the bar at the Algonquin Hotel. My boyfriend, Bob's roadmanager, is with us, too. As we stroll down the wide sidewalks, passing a joint and window-shopping our way back to the hotel, a police car slowly cruises past.

'Uh oh,' Elliot says. 'Don't look at them.'

The cop car spins a u-ey and screeches to a halt at the curb next to us.

'Oh, man!' Dylan moans. He has this way of saying this favorite phrase of his so that the 'a' in man is drawn out for at least two seconds, maybe three.

The cops jump out of the car.

'How you folks doin' tonight?' the policeman with the ticket pad in his right hand says with an accent that would make Sly Stallone proud. His gun glistens in the glow of the street lamp.

Oh, Jesus. I grind the joint into the cement wall behind me. Tamping the tip out with my bare fingers, I slip the roach into mypurse.

'You're Bob Dylan, aren't you?'

Bob grunts.

The cop moves in on Dylan.

'You think I could have your autograph?'

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