Friday, October 30th at 10:00pm, I saw history. The lights in the half filled stadium slowly dimmed and the fan's took their seats. There was a low rustling, among them, as they awaited the arrival of the band. Then it happened. All of the anxiety that had been building up erupted in a burst of cheers and clapping...the band had taken the stage.

At first they were just figures in the darkness that surrounded them. No faces were clearly visible, just five some what short men approaching the front of the stage. Three of them wielding guitars, one of them a set of drumsticks and the last carried nothing. By now, fans were charging the stage and cheering louder than they had all night. It was clear to see that they had come to see Bob. Then, with a quick flash, the lights beamed onto the face of Bob, and he began to sing. His face was pale and his hair was drawn in a mess. It was what I had expected and hoped for. He began his electrcal set with "Gotta Serve Somebody" and rocked on through the next four songs.

Bob bumbled about the stage as though he had played before these people a million times. He showed no facial expression and jitterly danced around the stage. He started off singing as if he was bored, but he wasn't. Every so often he would look into the eyes of a person in the front row and then go down the line, looking at every person. He acted as though he almost knew these people or sympothized with them. He would look at them and just stare, not showing anything. Then he would break out in a small uncordinated dance, and he would wail at his guitar. The cheers were overwhelming, and Bob loved it. He would never show it, but you could tell as he moved about. On that night he was possibly the "hippest" person on earth, and he knew it.

After Bob had rocked his electrical set for about half an hour, the band pulled out thier acoustic guitars and they played some of the most beatiful songs of our time. The band started of by playing "Girl From The North Country". And it was pure brilliance. A light roar then came from across the crowd, and Bob began to mumble his way through "Tangled Up In Blue". His words were clear and as good as they had ever been. The song was magic in his mind. He and the band were now playing so loud that the cheers of the crowd were being drowned out...it was great. Bob kept on with the acoustic set for two more songs.

Then, as though, he was teasing the fans, Bob and the band left the stage and didn't return for about five minutes. And all that time the fans were chanting "Bob, Bob, Bob". As they craved more of what they came to see. For Bob and the band to just plain rock. And when the band returned, that's what they did.

With a sudden burst of energy, their guitars lit on fire, and the tune to "Hiway 61 Revisited" came blasting out. Bob bounced around the stage, with his body jolting to the music. He smiled to a man in the front row, that was dancing wildly to the music, and Bob just played his guitar louder. They finished the song off with a bang and the crowd loved it. Now the people were yelling for the band to play "Rainy Day Women", but Bob had other intentions as he bagan to sing the lyrics to "Love Sick". But the crowd still longed to hear "Rainy Day Women". It wasn't until about three songs later that he finally sang it.

The band began to play the music to the song and the crowd instantly knew what it was. Never would the crowd scream that loud again. It was obviosly the pinnacle of the night. Every one was on their feet, and most were either singing or dancing. But Bob just stood there. For the first time all night, he stood absolutely still and just sang. Slightly nodding his head, but nothing else. I stood in awe. I had never seen such a more unbelievable sight. One of the greatest song's being sung by one of the greatest songwriters. I am sure that I will most likely never match this day. I am almost certain of this.

Bob and the band ended the night with "Forever Young". It was sung beautifully and the music was played perfect. It was a perfect way to end the night.

After they finished, they left the stage and everyone in the place chanted for them to return, but it would not come. A few scattered candles across the crowd were waving to the cheers, but soon would be blown out. The great night had come to an end. Bob had left and the lights were flashed back on. A silence came across the crowd, and all of the fans became dull and distracted. They no longer had intrest in the stage, rather the exit. Ten thousand people just picked up and walked away. I was amazed to the change in the crowds actions. It's simply amazing at what Bob Dylan can do to a crowd by just leaving the stage. I will remember this day for the rest of my life...