I'm not surprised Dylan considered this aesthetically closest to what he heard in his head, there's something ethereal and otherworldly about the instrumentation that compliments his lyricism. I didn't warm to this as quickly as Highway 61 Revisited or Blood on the Tracks but its replay value exceeds both of those and it's certainly one of my favorite albums at this point. I think I gave it a cursory listen years ago and didn't like it because I felt it traded Dylan's tongue in cheek cynicism for sentiment, but now I feel like those two aspects are the dual strengths of the album, building on each other in unexpected ways and making for a richer experience than either would in a vacuum.
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