The liner notes have been written by Greil Marcus, who wrote the original Self Portrait review for Rolling Stone that infamously asked, "What is this shit?".

Housed in a slipcase, the deluxe edition includes a newly remastered version of the 1970 Self Portrait album, in its entirety with original sequencing, in addition to two hardcover books featuring revisionist liner notes penned by Greil Marcus (author of the notorious "What is this shit?"

In the case of Self Portrait, overdubs added after the fact in '70 have been eliminated, removing the filter between the listener and Dylan's raw, affecting performances of "Copper Kettle" and "Days Of '49.

"[14]In his review on the Consequence of Sound website, Mike Madden gave the album three and a half out of five stars, writing that Another Self Portrait is "highlighted by songs we've heard before but presented here in different versions, such as the cozy lament 'I Threw It All Away'".

These, as well as the rockabilly of 'Working on a Guru' and the Nashville classicism of 'Tattle O'Day', are moderate successes, but they reveal that Dylan did in fact have the motivation to flesh out new directions for himself during these years.

[16] Slate went on to observe, "Dylan sounds great, the songs and performances are peerless, and though stylistically Another Self Portrait is a bit all over the place (owing mostly to the fact that the sessions the material is culled from spans three years) it also is remarkably coherent.

[18] Fricke continued: Despite the vintage, or maybe because it's all been hidden for so long, everything here feels like new music, busy being born and put to tape with crisp impatience.

That album is still tough going: a frank, confrontational likeness of the artist at 29 and loose ends, crooning folk tunes, pure corn and odd, plaintive originals, mostly through thick Nashville syrup.

There may be no better description of Dylan at the close of his first, whirlwind decade, exhausted and uncertain of his way into the next, than Self Portrait's opening mantra, sung in his place by a group of country-gospel angels: "All the tired horses in the sun/How'm I supposed to get any ridin' done?