Is this recording? Okay, this is Dr Ed Taylor. It's Friday, July nineteen sixty six. I met my home in Middletown, New York. I have an unexpected patient here at my house. Robert Allen and the Zimmerman, a k a. Bob Dylan. He was involved in a motorcycle crash about an hour north of here, up the Woodstock. When he's sleeping, I often hear him shouting, her battling about his future. Right now, I say he's showing signs of a delusional disorder. And
to be honest, I'm worried about his recovery. In nineteen sixty six, Bob Dylan crashed his Triumph motorcycle on a road in upstate New York, and then he disappeared. As Dylan recovered privately in the house of a local doctor. No one knew where he was. When he resurfaced, he was transformed. He looked different, he sounded different. What exactly happened to Bob Dylan during those ten days? Was he actually recovering from injuries sustained in the accident, detoxing from
heavy drug use. Was he suffering from a mental breakdown having just completed a polarizing world tour and released a game changing double album, Or did the Bob Dylan You thought you knew? Die? Blood on the Tracks returns with Season three of Bob Dylan's Story, premiering Wednesday, March two. Blood on the Tracks is part true crime, part historical fiction, part spoken word, low five beat noir. Brought to you by me Jake Brennan, post of the award winning music
and true crime podcast Disgrace Land. Blood on the Tracks, Season three of Bob Dylan's Story finds the fictionalized voice of Bob Dylan, looking back the past and peering into the future. It's a tangled tale full of Hell's Angels and Nashville Cats, vagabonds and boxers, popes and punk rockers and sad eyed ladies and more than one brush with mortality. Dead He's dead, that cat, that song and dance man Judas the voice of a generation, whatever the hell that means.
The man named Bob Dylan. He died on a road in Woodstock earlier today. The history books will tell you otherwise. But believe me, Believe me when I say that he died that day. He went over the handlebars of his motorcycle. The sun still burning in his eyes and his head hit the pavement, smack dead. I know because I was there, I saw it all happened. Because it happened to me. I needed it. I needed it to get free, free from the pressure, free from being Bob Dylan. But death
is not the end. Listen to Blood on the Tracks of Bob Dylan's story be Giving March second on the I Heart Radio Apple podcast Pull wherever you at your podcasts. Just like Bob Dylan, this podcast contains multitudes because you can't live this many lives without leaving a little blood on the tracks.