It was big news when the first volume of legendary singer Bob Dylan’s memoirs were released earlier this week. But the way some readers (and reviewers) are reacting, you’d think that a deity had descended from the clouds and chiseled the book onto stone tablets. “Dylan is, beyond question, a seriously remarkable songwriter. He brought – not alone, but with unique success – the seriousness and jokiness of a poet to popular music… [But the] Dylan priesthood serves a cult of worshippers obsessed with every scratchy bootleg; every relic; every word, or touch, or bit of blood, or piece of his hair or his clothes. Honestly. They’re worse than Grateful Dead fans.”