3. Dylan goes electric

His name was Keith Butler, and he meant it, man. But what Keith, and his "Judas" shout, was doing, more than everything else, was missing the point at one of the greatest musical cruxes of the '60s: Bob Dylan throwing off a folk-roots past to an eye-opening, electric and surrealist future.

The scene - listed on bootlegs for years, mistakenly, as the 'Albert Hall Concert' - was the Manchester Free Trade Hall, May 17, 1966, and after an hour-long acoustic set, an intermission, the PA erupts with the sound of Dylan and The Hawks (basically The Band, but without Levon Helm), distilling the essence of pure rock'n'roll. The shout foxes Dylan slightly - "I don't belieeeeeve you," he is heard to drawl - but Keith is out of there already. He'd travelled to the show with a friend, who was so mortified with embarrassment, he made them both leave.

Keith moved to Canada and gave up Dylan and music for good - that is until one night when, unable to sleep, he was reading the papers in his local coffee shop. He read a review of the newly released 1966 live album. He knew it was him. He felt a bit of a berk.