"Sixty F#*king candles!"
Oct. 1st, 2009 08:47 amSo last night was the first of what I've been calling the "Teardown" concerts -- Springsteen and the E Street Band @ Giants stadium, the last shows before the old building comes down (to make way for the new, OMG Ugly stadium).
I'm normally not a fan of stadium shows, but there were two reasons to go to this one -- other than the fact that is was Bruce, I mean. 1. to say goodbye to Giants stadium, and 2. to celebrate the 25th anniversary of the first time I saw Bruce, back in 1984.
And a last-minute 3, because he announced his intention to perform, in full, certain albums on certain nights, and we got "Born To Run." That meant that I was assured of hearing my all-time favorite-beyond-any other Springsteen song -- "Meeting Across the River." To many people that's just the intro to "Jungleland" but the combination of perfect piano and smokin' sax, plus the deceptively simple story of a Jersey kid about to make either the best move of his life or the last mistake in a series of mistakes... perfection. And he rarely plays it in concert, more's the pity. [also: Born to Run (the album) was released on my birthday back in 1975, so I have a personal attachment to it. *grin*)
( details for those so inclined )
( and some photos )
We ended up getting home around 1ish (thanks to Bill and Beth who rescued us from the Meadowlands Bus From Hell) and I was slooooow getting up this morning. Party over, coffee's ready, back to work...
I'm normally not a fan of stadium shows, but there were two reasons to go to this one -- other than the fact that is was Bruce, I mean. 1. to say goodbye to Giants stadium, and 2. to celebrate the 25th anniversary of the first time I saw Bruce, back in 1984.
And a last-minute 3, because he announced his intention to perform, in full, certain albums on certain nights, and we got "Born To Run." That meant that I was assured of hearing my all-time favorite-beyond-any other Springsteen song -- "Meeting Across the River." To many people that's just the intro to "Jungleland" but the combination of perfect piano and smokin' sax, plus the deceptively simple story of a Jersey kid about to make either the best move of his life or the last mistake in a series of mistakes... perfection. And he rarely plays it in concert, more's the pity. [also: Born to Run (the album) was released on my birthday back in 1975, so I have a personal attachment to it. *grin*)
( details for those so inclined )
( and some photos )
We ended up getting home around 1ish (thanks to Bill and Beth who rescued us from the Meadowlands Bus From Hell) and I was slooooow getting up this morning. Party over, coffee's ready, back to work...