My husband likes Bob Dylan very much. I think he’s got everything ever recorded by him, legit or not. Together we’ve seen Dylan about 5 times.
Always one to break the mold, he asked me if I would keep my eye out for an iconic Bob Dylan-style polka-dot shirt for him. I looked for years but I’ve had no luck except to find 3 for myself.
In my neighbourhood lives a man who looks a little like Dylan; shortish with a mop of curly graying hair plus bushy sideburns and a predominant nose. He’s aware of the resemblance because every day he dresses like Dylan circa 1964 - wearing men’s boots with Spanish heels, the ubiquitous Ray-Bans, and tight little black blazers over top of a selection of Dylanesque polka-dot shirts. So that’s where all the polka-dot shirts went! He's been one step ahead of me all the way!
He’s always in costume. When he’s not in Dylan polka-dots, he and his girlfriend dress up like the cover of Freewheelin’ Bob Dylan.
In the meantime, I’ve changed my mind about buying my husband a polka-dot shirt. After all, one can’t stay forever young. Thing is, my local Dylan wannabe, while historically stuck in the early 60’s is also about 50 years old (and a little overweight). My husband saw him on the streetcar the other day and said “You know our Dylan Look-alike? It’s time for him to move on. He’s looking more like Charles Tupper these days than Bob.”
Charles Tupper was Canada’s 6th Prime Minister. But it was so true. I laughed ‘til I cried.
Thanks to new-pony.com for the pictures.