Bob Dylan Wins Nobel Prize...For Literature
How many roads must a man walk down before he can win a Nobel prize for Literature as a writer of songs?
The answer, my friend, is the precise number of roads Bob Dylan has walked.
Dylan was announced as the winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature today. And no, not because he wrote a secret book that you're just now hearing about. Dylan is being awarded for his songwriting.
Some might say this is a little like awarding a gold medal for a swimming event to a team of rowers. They're pretty closely related, right? Water? Fit people near the water?
Others, however, would say that song and literature are related at the roots.
The Swedish Academy explained its decision and credited Dylan as
...having created new poetic expressions within the great American song tradition.
Many authors disagreed with the choice, however.
Irvine Welsh responded in very Irvine Welsh fashion:
I'm a Dylan fan, but this is an ill conceived nostalgia award wrenched from the rancid prostates of senile, gibbering hippies.
Gary Shteyngart had a bit to say as well:
I totally get the Nobel committee. Reading books is hard.
I'm happy for Bob Dylan. #ButDoesThisMeanICanWinAGrammy?
And Hari Kunzru wasn't afraid to get political:
This feels like the lamest Nobel win since they gave it to Obama for not being Bush.
However, Salman Rushdie felt it was a good choice:
From Orpheus to Faiz, song & poetry have been closely linked. Dylan is the brilliant inheritor of the bardic tradition.Great choice. #Nobel
As did Joyce Carol Oates:
Bob Dylan a very welcome respite/ interregnum interrupting cascade of T***p grotesquerie. the Dylan of 1960s would've been scathing of T***p
And Stephen King:
I am ecstatic that Bob Dylan has won the Nobel. A great and good thing in a season of sleaze and sadness.
Dylan wasn't considered a frontrunner for the award as of last week. It looked like things were leaning towards Don DeLillo, Haruki Murakami, Javier Marías or Ngugi wa Thiong’o.
What do you think? Good, new direction for the award? Travesty? Ill conceived nostalgia award wrenched from the rancid prostates of senile, gibbering hippies?
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