Arriving late to a "Million Dollar Bash"

I've never really been one for the conventional way of doing things, so perhaps it shouldn't come as a complete surprise that I am only just now delving into "THE BASEMENT TAPES," despite a long familiarity with cover versions of many of the songs.
I knew "You Ain't Going Nowhere" and "Nothing Was Delivered," for example, because of my love for THE BYRDS' "SWEETHEART OF THE RODEO." My familiarity with "Tears of Rage" and "This Wheel's On Fire" came from my adoration of THE BAND.
It's actually my own fault that I have come so late to "The Basement Tapes." I never realized it is nearly as much an album by The Band as it is BOB DYLAN.
I have been reappraising my relationship to Dylan's music lately, discovering a greater appreciation than before. I learned I had much catching up to do.
It is slightly odd but immensely satisfying, then, to hear these familiar songs in the unfamiliar (to me) original setting.