A classic Bob Dylan song from his 1975 Blood On The Tracks album. I have never been a big believer in trying to rehearse a song too much. I always like to play it in the moment I feel like playing....for me rehearsing a song diminishes the original feeling. This is an extreme example. I stumbled out to my studio after a party and in an inebriated state decided to learn this song. Printed chords and lyrics then relied on my mental jukebox for guidance. Turned the camera on and played the song for the first time in one continuous sitting while messing up between verses. I kept the camera on and just started a verse over if I messed up. After 17 minutes I finished. Then I edited out the mess ups and kept the good verses. So this is the first and only time I have ever played this song. It captures raw imperfection. You can see the splices in the video but audio splices are imperceptible.