It was every man for himself in the Bob Dylan band, remembers Spinetti, with the abrasive wordsmith glowering beneath sunglasses and cutting his sessioners a minimum of slack.
Henry Spinetti says:
“I wasn’t particularly a Dylan fan, but I got the job through Clapton. I took along my Gretsch kit and they set me up in this booth. It wasn’t the easiest thing, I have to say.”
“He walks in, he’s got his dark glasses on, he shakes my hand and starts playing. I just had to join in, play whatever beat I could feel from what he was doing. There was no discussion - no ‘Right, we’re doing this, the chords are this, and stop there’.”
“The other players told me, ‘This is just how he works’. I don’t have that album, and I only remembered I’d played on it a few months ago.”