"BBC Radio 4 12:04 Thursday 28 December Archive on 4: Bob Dylan: Verbatim
His life and music in his own words. Repeat"

I heard this in the car today. There wasn't much else on. 30 seconds of it confirmed for me what I've always thought of him (which isn't much). A clip of his snarly, whining voice singing a contorted Pretty Boy Floyd morphed into Woody singing it in his plain, clear, storytelling way. From the ridiculous to the sublime. Still, whatever stirs yer loins!