Barbra Streisand's New Album Features Historic First Duet With Bob Dylan
Barbra Streisand and Bob Dylan have teamed up to sing The Very Thought of You, which also marks their first duet together. They started their careers around the same time.
Barbra Streisand is set to release a new album on June 27. Called The Secret of Life: Partners, Volume 2, the album features the singer teaming up with talented musicians like Hozier, Paul Mccartney, Sam Smith, Laufey, Mariah Carey, Ariana Grande, Tim McGraw, James Taylor, Sting, Josh Groban and Seal. Among all the artists, fans are particularly excited about Streisand's duet with Bob Dylan. The two iconic artists have teamed up to sing The Very Thought of You, which marks their first duet together. Despite starting their careers around the same time, Dylan and Streisand never collaborated before this track. The Nobel Prize winner had once revealed that he wrote Lay Lady Lay with Barbra in mind.
Making the announcement on Instagram, Barbra wrote, 'I've always loved singing duets with gifted artists. They inspire me in unique and different ways…and make our time in the studio a joy! My new album, The Secret Of Life: Partners, Volume Two, gave me the chance to work and play with some of my old friends, label mates, and new artists, too. I admire all of them… and I hope that you'll enjoy listening to our collaborations as much as I enjoyed recording with all of my wonderful partners."
In some old interviews, Bob Dylan had confessed that he wanted Barbra Streisand to sing Lay Lady Lay. In a conversation back in 1971, Dylan's friend and blues musician Tony Glover had asked the singer, 'You said Father of Night was written for a play, and Lay Lady Lay was done for Midnight Cowboy." To this, Dylan replied, 'Actually it was written for Barbra Streisand."
Other than her duet with Bob Dylan on The Very Thought of You, Barbra Streisand has many other exciting collaborations on her new album The Secret of Life: Partners, Volume 2. She is collaborating with Hozier for a track called The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face. The singer is working with Paul McCartney on My Valentine. With Sam Smith, she will perform To Lose You Again. Mariah Carey and Ariana Grande join Barbra for One Heart, One Voice, while Tim McGraw teams up with the singer for I Love Us. Secret O' Life with James Taylor, Fragile with Sting, Where Do I Go From You with Josh Groban and Love Will Survive with Seal are other tracks on Barbra Streisand's new album.
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