Saw Springsteen on Broadway last night.
Walter Kerr theater.
Cried when he walked out on stage. Couldn’t help myself.
Powerful performance. Funny, gut wrenching, riveting and emotional.
This is a tiny theater and we had 4th row seats. It was like we were in his practice studio all alone and he was telling us stories.
He talked about his dad. He sang about his dad. He talked and sang about his mom, his wife, Clarence Clemons, The E Street Band, Ron Kovic and lots of stories about New Jersey. He reworked Born In The USA to a haunting slide guitar bluesy 12 string howl.
His wife Patti Scialfa came out on stage and joined him for Tougher Than The Rest and Brilliant Disguise and the chemistry was off the charts.
When he started the show he said “I come from a boardwalk town where almost everything is tinged with a bit of fraud. So am I.”
I’ll be thinking about this show for the next few days. It inspired me. Moved me. Shook me. Transfixed me. Fixed me! Mixed me. It was magic.
I can truly say -I laughed I cried it was better than Cats.
Music is meant to inspire and bring folks together. I was chatting with everyone around me after the show. The woman sitting behind me told me she’d seen Bruce at least 150 times. Wow.
I’ve seen him about 8 times. This wasn’t like an E Street Band show. This was melancholy, maudlin, mighty, mammoth, maximum and dirge like. It was introspective with a capital I.
The show was 2 hours and 20 min without an intermission. When it ended he seemed like he was just getting warmed up.
My tickets weren’t cheap. 750 apiece face value. But I charged em and got Southwest points!
Sometimes ya gotta say WTF. It was a once in a lifetime thing and when he ended the show with The Lords Prayer (yes! Our father who art in heaven!) and then sang Born To Run my tears were leaking out of my eyes with reckless abandon. Everyone was crying! And then poof! Just like that he was gone.
Music. Oh heck yes. Save my soul.