Review

The Dylan atmosphere one hour and a half before the gig was present in the
subway. No one was talking about it, but you could feel it. Along with
this sensation, you could see tickets for that night in people's
smartphones and in their pockets, willing to be free and see the Man.

Entering the Bilbao Exhibition Centre, a mastodotinc cultural centre, some
people were asking for tickets, and I don't know why, because the
enclosure had a lot of empty seats. The stage had the usual
mise-en-scène: George's drums in the left, Bob's piano and Donnie stuff
in the right, and Tony and Charlie axe's in the center, waiting for the
game.

At 21:05, lights died and a classical piece came out of the speakers.
George was the first to came to his instrument. The feel of warming up
when he sat on the drums and tried the kick drum, was powerful. We all
felt in that moment that the moment was coming on. Then the rest of the
band appearead. And Bob too. The Man himself. The same author of the forst
folk albums, the same artist of the electric trilogy, the one that writed
Blood on the Tracks or toured with The Rolling Thunder Revue, the same the
three great Christian albums in a row... All his work until his standards
trilogy. That Man, the responsible of a master lifework, was there,
standing in front of the piano, with a dim light revealing his face, the
face of an ancient warrior ready to die on stage if it be necessary. "I'm
a worried man with a worried mind / No one in front of me and nothing
behind / There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne / Got
white skin, got assassin's eyes / I'm looking up into the sapphire tinted
skies / I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train". This verses sounded
like thunder in the calm night. The coherence between his art and his
life, between him and his lyrics were telling us (once again), that he is
the Man.

After Things Have Changed, from the front row, I shouted "We love you,
Bobby"; and after It Ain't Me, Babe, "We love you, Charlie". I don't know
if it was because of this, but Bob and Charlie changed a few words before
Highway 61 Revisited laughing. I never will know if my shouts were the
reason they were talking about.

After Simple Twist Of Fate, Tony came to Bob and talked to him. Then they
spoke to the rest of the band. The next song was in theory Cry A While,
which is my least favorite of his 2019 set-list. After discussing, they
returned to their positions and start playing. It was the first change in
the setlist this year: Dignity. In a moment Bob forgot a couple of verses
and didn't sing, but then he looked on his piano and continued.

There was a funny moment in When I Paint My Masterpiece. Bob began a piano
solo that lasted more time than the band expected, and there was a time
when only Bob was playing, and the rest of the band got lost. They stopped
playing and they were looking at his hands with a completely mute
expression. It was really funny. Donnie's face was a poem. The George
played the cymbals and that was the sign for a necessary ending.

The arrangements in Make You Feel My Love seemed the original ones for
Simple Twist of Fate, and the arrengements of Pay in Blood seemed the
original ones of Like a Rolling Stone. When he played this one, the
silences before the chorus and the chorus itself were a real gift to the
audience. But the most special moment of the evening was, imo, Don't Think
Twice, It's All Right. For this one, George rested and there were no
drums. The grade of intimacy was so huge that this was for me the great of
moment of the night. "When your rooster crows at the break a dawn / Look
out your window and I'll be gone / You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on /
Don't think twice, it's all right", you know.

In Love Sick, Charlie began playing it higher, it didn't sound very well.
Donnie's looks to Charlie weren't answered by Charlie's eyes, but he
realized he was out of tune quickly and he changed. Thunder On The
Mountain had great guitar parts by Charlie and a fine final drum
exhibition by George. Soon After Midnight was really beautiful. With the
hard-rocking Gotta Serve Somebody the 18 first songs ended, and I shouted
again "We love you, Bobby". In the encore, Bob and the band didn't walk
out. They talked a minute laughing and Bob pointed a couple of times to
the front row, don't know if it was for the shouts. I hope so, but I'll
never know.

It Takes A Lot To Laugh, It Takes A Train To Cry was the song were Charlie
had more to say. His overdriven '59 Les Paul was glorious, he's a really
gifted player. His solos were fantastic.

One of the best things in the concert was that Bob was happy. At the end,
he made a short run from the piano to the center stage to say goodbye and
this movement started the final ovation. He seemed really comfortable. He
said goodbye raising his hand and then they dissapeared between our
whistles and applauses. Bobby, we love you.