Bob Dylan Story

I was just visiting Jeff at Imagine Echoes and he has a review of the new DVD "Inside Bob Dylan’s Jesus Years: Busy Being Born…Again!".  It reminded me of a story from my own life.  I'll preface it with a quote from Jeff's blog:

"Inside Bob Dylan's Jesus Years is an in depth look at the evangelical Dylan era. There are many who probably never knew that Dylan went through this stage in his life which means that there are many who wouldn't have any reason to watch this film."

I'm not good with dates but I would guess this happened in very early 80's.  Here is the short version of this story that I may have told here already, if so, I apologize for repeating myself (they say the memories the first thing to go as we age...)

I was on the beach drinking beer with my boyfriend, Nuel.  We heard that Bob Dylan was going to be doing a free concert that evening not far from where we lived.  Nuel was ecstatic and said we were going but I didn't want to go because of the venue.  This "free concert" just happened to be at a huge church in Costa Mesa called Calvary Chapel. 

It was the height of Dylan's "Jesus Years" and I thought it would be very hypocritical of us to go see him for free at a church.  It seemed so wrong (now looking back, it doesn't seem wrong, just weird).  But Nuel insisted.  So we got in the car and drove down there.  I had my arms crossed over my chest and was not speaking to him the whole way there and refused to get out of the car.  After all, I was a woman of principal and I was not backing down.  PLUS we were both kind of drunk and I thoguht God would strike us dead if we stepped foot into His House while intoxicated. 

So I sat in the car and listened while Nuel sat in the church.  I eventually snuck up and looked in to at least SEE Bob.  So that was it.  Nuel eventually got bored because he was hoping for Bob's classic tunes but all he got was preaching and Christian songs.  Looking back the whole thing seems silly, especially the fact that we were drinking on the beach...