“There’s Magic in the Night”
Any 62 year olds you know of that crowd-surf? No? Run across a stage and end in a full-out power slide? No?? Jump atop pianos and twist themselves every which way around a microphone stand? No??? Play a three hour concert with 40 years’ worth of literally legendary material to draw from? NO???
Clearly then, you’ve never been to a Bruce Springsteen concert. I was extremely lucky last night to sit in on all of the above (and MUCH more) with 18,000 of my closest friends at Boston’s TD Garden. After a studiously harrowing weekend bookended by a calculus test on one end and an organic chemistry test on the other – with only the fantastic Hunger Games movie placed in between to lighten the load – I was badly in need of a break.
Thankfully, Bruce and his “Heart-stopping, hard-rocking, pants-dropping, earth-quaking, booty-shaking, history-making, LEGENDARY,” E-Street Band were in town to provide that break with the power of rock’n’roll. Accompanied by my Dad and his group of lifetime friends (nicknamed, of all things, the E-Streeters), I made the drive into Boston for the concert and an outstanding dinner in the North End beforehand.
Bruce and his E-Streeters
Me and my E-Streeters
I’ve actually been extraordinarily lucky to have been to more than a few Bruce shows, and this always draws puzzlement from friends. “You’ve seen him HOW MANY times?” and “Why bother seeing him more than ONE time?” are usually the favorite responses. Truth is, people, seeing Bruce in concert can be a life-changing experience that can border on the supernatural, hence the significant proportion of concert-goers last night who have seen him north of 25 times in the last 30-40 years. With a stunning and ever-growing catalogue of songs and the single greatest onstage presence in the world, Bruce creates an absurdly high level of energy at each and every one of his shows, leaving everyone in attendance both physically and emotionally drained but with a smile on their face.
You never disappoint me, Boss-Man: My vocal chords are hoarse, my hands are still numb from clapping, and chem and calc classes today consisted of daydreams alternating between last night’s performance and my desperately-needed appointment with a pillow soon to follow, but I wouldn’t change a single second of it. Without a doubt, the greatest in the business, and my iPod companion throughout every hour of study, I truly can’t wait to see you again and again Bruce. “Tramps like us, baby we were Born to Run.”
Big-Man and the Boss
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