Dylan came to London in the winter of 1961 and was ridiculed in most of the folk clubs he visited. His guitar playing was very basic and his harmonica playing laughable. His singing voice however, must have given him at least some credibility in that he sang through his nose in the time-honoured style of English folk singers like Martin Carthy.

He learned much though from his experience, and has stood the ultimate test of time. Love him or hate him, you can't deny the brilliance of his song-writing and his ability to re-invent himself (musically) countless times in keeping him where he belongs.

My first impression of Dylan was based on hearing his 1st album played in our school music room before it was officially available in the UK. I was probably one of the first kids to hear him in the UK, and I thought he was shite.

Within 2 years I had a harmonica and guitar and cut my 1st record singing a Dylan song in a Blackpool (Golden Mile) recording booth that you cost two shillings and sixpence for the priveledge. Now that record WAS shite.