Oh yeah? Well, Woodsie, I have just constructed a little effigy of you here, and my dog has pissed on it. Now my pal Chongo Chimp is going to suspend it from the top of yon birch tree, hanging upsidedown with a daft look on its foolish face. Tomorrow we will throw rotten apples at it and laugh at you. Bob doesn't owe you anything, you silly sod. If you don't like it, go listen to someone else.

Some of the best shows I've ever seen in my life were performed by Mr Dylan, and I feel anything but shortchanged.