THE DISCOVERY OF GARBOLOGY
One day in September, 1970, Ann Duncan and I were on our way to theCafe Gaslight on MacDougal Street and we happened to pass Bob Dylan'stownhouse. For four long years I had been studying Dylan's poetry, tryingto crack the code of his symbolism. As I eyed the home of the reclusivepoet I wondered what went down behind the door that Dylan had slammedin my face when I had tried to discuss my work with him. Just then I noticedDylan's shiny new steel garbage can. My mind flashed back to a LordBuckley riff from Johanna and Whale: "I ain't out side anymore, I'm insidenow." and said to myself, "Now, there's something that was inside and it'soutside now." I lifted the lid, I opened Pandora's can, I reached in and thefirst thing,
THE FIRST THING,
that I pulled out of Dylan's garbage was ahalf-finished letter written by Bob Dylan to Johnny Cash. Click here to see arecreation of the discovery of garbology and the letter to Cash. "HolyMoley, " I said, "Ann, this is no ordinary garbage-can, this is a gold mine! "