Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door
What better way to kick a trip out to the Gopher State than a little Friday Double Play action from native son Robert Zimmerman, lesser known as Bob Dylan. While both versions of the somber song questioning ones mortality paint a lucid picture, the composition is quite varied. . In my mind I envision both songs being played at a funeral. Dylan’s dirge accompanies an old southern field with weathered stones covered in moss surrounded by a baptist choir. Gun’s N’ Roses funeral is a tad bit different, set on the Sunset Strip with buxom blondes and tatted bikers slugging whiskey Irish wake style.
Gun’s N’ Roses