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I would like to apologise in advance to anybody who will be standing at Green Glens Arena on November 18th 2003...I am Six feet Seven and 18 stone!!!!!!!!!If there is a tree in your way,it will be me.Sorry,but it was one of few tickets left

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Wakin up an fallen out of bed at 10 in the morning i looked out of the window and saw the sun was shinin so i got dressed, put my sunglasses on and ran down stairs only to find when i got there the rain comin down hard from a grey sky so i looked up at the sky and called it a bad name so it threw a thunderbolt at me and it started chasin me down the road so i had to run and keep low and the thundrerbolt went low but hit a dog that was bein walked by an old lady with a hat on which turned out good cos the thunderbolt got caught in the collar where the dog used to be and i got away and ran into the market place where a stall was sellin stuff and i was hungry for somethin ta eat so i looked at what the tall skinny guy was sellin an asked what i could get for forty cents and he said to get out of here so i did and ran out of the market and into a bar where the people had no faces and i walked up to the bartender and asked for a beer but on account of him havin no ears and mouth and eyes he just stood there and did nothin so i helped myself to a beer and then another and then another and as i was puttin down my glass the bartender looked at me and shouted wheres the money for them beers and i pulled out my pockets and found forty cents and an old movie ticket and a harmonica so i left the forty cents and the movie ticket and ran out with the harmonica and kept on goin till i hit the city limits which wasnt very far on account of the town only bein 3 minutes wide but i couldnt cross the line cos the sherrif of the other side was waitin for me on account of some unpaid walkin tax and a freewheelin attitude so i jumped on the freight train that was passin and started to play blues on my harmonica but the hobo who lived in the car didnt much care for ragtime so he stood on his head and put straw in his ears and bounced up and down to the tune of the train instead so as soon as i could i jumped out and bumped right into fuzzy who was on his way to see a barber so i walked with him and he went in to the barbers and came out nameless and i didnt know what to call him so i ran away and tried to find my way back home but ended up gettin lost on a street corner cos all the streets were named the same which was kinda unusual so i asked a stranger walkin by where i was and he said i was at the end of the street and i asked where the other end of the street went and he said it didnt have an end and hed been walkin from that way for 27 years and only just got here so i went the other way and walked for 27 seconds and found a phone booth and called the operator to say that they shouldnt have streets 27 years long and got a promise that she'd look into it and feelin satisfied that id done right i walked on and came to the town square where there were people walkin around with signs protestin that people shouldn’t complain about the length of roads and i ran pass them and an when i stopped i decided that i wasnt gonna run anymore and decided to back flip and started to backflip down the road and woke up 2 hours later with a sore head on account of not knowin how to back flip and looked real silly cos when i woke up fun chic number one was standing there with strongest angel and was saying that you shouldnt back flip unless you are unbreakable and invited me to her house and i said yea and we went and but i didnt go in cos she lived on the 4th floor of a one floor house and i said goodbye and ran down the street with strongest angel and came upon a church and went inside and it was full of people but was kinda empty and i left strongest angel in the stained glass window and went back into town and found that my house had been turned into an army recruitin office and the sergeant at the door said that i had to enlist if i wanted to go in so i went into the store next door and grabbed a bottle of fizzy water and went to the cashier who demanded ten cents and i only had a harmonica and a white rabbit that had joined me a way back and he said that aint enough and slammed down the bottle which blew the top off and the water sprayed up and hit the ceiling and started drippin down and hit me on the head which caused me to wake up and think to myself that i should get those leakin pipes in the ceiling fixed. Dylanesque in style, mind shaped by 22 years of listening to the great man. Bob Dylan is the best thing that happened to the 20th century.

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Gimme Dylan, I want Dylan

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Saw the show Let My People Come at the Village Gate back in the 70's. Am trying to find the soundtrack on cd. Any suggestions where I may find it would be greatly appreciated. Thanks John