CIELO GAZARD
In Bob we trust
8 p.m. Tuesday, Nov. 7, 2023. The Capitol Theatre in Port Chester, New York. 20 minutes from my hometown of Yonkers, an hour from my new home of Yale. The lights go down as the first movement of Beethoven’s 9th Symphony plays from the PA system. The audience of 1800 erupts in rapturous applause. As I am frantically clapping, screaming and crying, the man of the evening waltzes onto the stage. The 82-year old Nobel Prize winner, philosopher of modern song, voice for the outcasts and skeptics of the American spirit, the man I have revered for nearly a decade has arrived. Seeing Bob Dylan in the flesh for the second time in my life is the surreal, out-of-body experience I need, especially in my first semester of university.
December 9, 2023
