Once, one of my friends was at
music midtown, and at a stage they had
The Wallflowers,
Barenaked Ladies had been up first, and they were like, "Hey, instead of holding up a ligher or clapping your hands, give us the
finger. In fact, give everyone the finger. Flick everyone off!"
Unfortunately, my friend continued to hold his finger up, (in respect and reverence for Mr. Dylan, I assure you.)
Mr. Dylan, clearly unclued to what happened before with
Barenaked Ladies, saw this finger and took offense. His response?
"HEY KID, WHAT'S THE MATTER? ARE YOU NOT ENJOYING YOURSELF? DO YOU WANT YOUR MONEY BACK? WELL TOO BAD BECAUSE
I HAVE ALL OF YOUR FUCKING MONEY, KID!"