Ken Tucker

I'm dressed in the light that shines from the sun.

I could stone you to death for the wrongs that you've done.

Sooner or later, you'll make a mistake.

I'll put you in a chain that you'll never break.

Legs and arms and body and bone.

The 84-year-old Bob Dylan is back out on tour.

Early reports say he and his band have opted to play acoustic instruments this time around.

Robert Pulido has also just published a Library of America collection of key novels by the noir fiction master Jim Thompson.

That makes sense, since After the Flood renders Dylan the hard-boiled protagonist of his own ever-lengthening career, one long mystery that will never be fully solved.

Life is a battlefield And it'll drag you right through hell Bites like a rattlesnake The kind that you just don't see on the trail And I miss my father every day The kind of pain I pray don't fade away And the one

Guide me down the road Yeah, grief is only love

Steven Wilson Jr.

When the night, the night has come And all the land is dark And the moon is the only light you ever see No, I won't be afraid

Share a swing of tea Just as long as you Just as long as you Stand by me Won't you stand by me Won't you, won't you Stand by me Stand by me Won't you stand

I got a crack in my windshield, a crack in my skull.

I crack it on coffee and I love you all.

And it's good to be grateful, grateful.

Hell, one of these days I won't behave like I should.

Cause I got scratches from catches on all my rusty old latches.

I got rent that ain't spent yet hiding out in my mattress.