It would appear that some 54,000 Facebook habitants visit a “private group” called Dylanology. Semi-regularly, I’m guessing. Just to look at photos and share stories about this or that Dylan song, album, concert. Or pass along some personal observation or anecdote.
Over and over they drop into Dylan Land, and to what end? I really dislike the rabbit-hole vibe in this community of obsessives, and I’m saying this as a serious admirer of Martin Scorsese‘s No Direction Home (’05), which I own a Bluray of. Plus I’ve visited the Big Pink house in Saugerties. Plus I spoke to Dylan once during a Sundance Film Festival party. But enough already.