The way in which I discovered Bob Dylan was when I was 4 and I was playing the piano in piano class I had. I’d received a book called “The Easy Piano Player Book 1” it was yellow and red. Inside it had songs like Bill Haley’s “Rock Around the Clock” and the Beatles “Hey Jude”. Another song was by Bob Dylan and it was “Mr Tambourine Man”. I asked my teacher who he was because all you could see on the little profile photo of him next to the song name was his big fuzzy hair. He said “That’s Bob Dylan… he’s a singer, a musician and a poet…” he proceeded to show me a few photos of Dylan and apparently I said I liked his hair because it was big and curly. After that, he showed me more photos and his fuzzy hair was gone – apparently I started to cry so he took the photos from me and gave me the book back to quieten me down. I used to pronounce his name “Dee-Lun” instead of “Dill-on”. I went to piano class the next week and he gave me some sheets of paper with different Dylan songs written for piano like: “Blowin’ in the Wind” and when I was 16, the penultimate song I ever played on the piano and sang before my fingers broke was “Spanish Is the Loving Tongue.” And I played it for that same piano teacher from when I was 4.