It wasn't really that much of a surprise that Bob Dylan's music is more interesting than Bob Dylan. While this book had its good moments, a lot of the time its anecdotes went nowhere and I was left wondering what the point was. He did seem to use the word "reality" a lot. No offence, I'm a huge fan, but Bob Dylan is not a great writer and even though he's telling you about his influences, you don't learn much about him or his inspirations. He doesn't even name his wife - she's just "my wife." I can understand this might hold more interest for the readers among us who are musicians and know how studios work and albums are put together. A weak 3.