It was in 1986, at a press conference for the film Hearts Of Fire. I was waiting for things to get going when a curly-headed, leather-jacketed figure squeezed past me. It was Bob Dylan and that was my only brush with true greatness.
Express Newspapers — It was in 1986, at a press conference for the film Hearts Of Fire. I was waiting for things to get going when a curly-headed, leather-jacketed figure squeezed past me. It... more info