Gary Childress
Student for and of life
Yes, I received your letter yesterday
About the time the door knob broke
When you asked me how I was doing
Was that some kind of joke ?
All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces
And give them all another name
Right now I can't read too good
Don't send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them
From Desolation Row.
I sometimes wonder about the lyrics in this song. What does he mean by not being able to read too good and that if this person sends him anymore letters he needs to send them from Desolation Row?
My interpretation is that those on "Desolation Row" speak a kind of different language or see things radically differently perhaps through different lenses so to speak from those outside. So for instance when this person asks Dylan (presumably it's Dylan telling us all these things) how he's doing, Dylan takes it as a kind of offense in a way, when in actuallity it was probably more of a gesture of sympathy toward him. But Dylan catches himself interpreting the remark that way and then thinks twice about it and says don't send me anymore letters unless you send them from where I'm at, where I will understand them clearer.
Desolation Row is a very sobering song to me. It sort of reminds me that there can be a disconnect or something between people of different walks of life who both mean well and yet who at the same time somehow manage to insult each other. The disconnect being in the way words and gestures are interpreted. It's almost like mother nature doesn't want the have and have nots to get along. She wants them to fight and squabble and therefore gives us a formidable communication barrier to overcome.
