Like It Is: Bob Dylan Explains What Really Killed Rock ’n’ Roll
Brent L. Smith

For me, rock & roll started on 17 May 1966 at the Free Trade Hall in Manchester — Dylan was taking his electric sound on the road, splitting audiences down the middle into folkies who hated the the move to electric and the new followers devouring the new sound. The electric songs were being roundly booed by the audience, a heckler shouted “Judas” at Dylan. There followed a few seconds silence before Dylan responded with a mumbled, “I don’t believe you. You’re a liar” and someone on stage called out the The Band, “Play it fucking loud” — the amps were cranked up to maximum, Dylan and The Band launched into the best live version of Baby, Let me follow you down” — a version full of venom, angry response and a statement of intent “This is rock & roll.”

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