My feelings for Bruce Springsteen run deep. He has always been there. I don’t remember discovering him. No one introduced his music to me. He was there and I just kept falling more in love with his work.
Even when he’s writing about the darkest times his lyrics contain tiny lanterns of hope that guide you through. I spent an entire year of commuting to a job I hated to The Rising. If I Should Fall Behind was a reading at my wedding.
I saw him live last year and I do worry that if he ever started a cult I’d be doomed. From the first line of Atlantic City I was in tears. The music hit me in the chest. I spent the next three and a half hours crying, dancing or telling the beloved that I loved him more than I could say. And that was happening all around me.
His music is transformative. What he creates with the E Street Band is alchemy and the world is a better place for it. So fizzy, so grateful.