Monthly Archives: October 2016

Kindred Spirits: reflections on seeing Springsteen with my dad

From the opening “Ties that Band” all the way to the “Ramrod,” which ended the second encore, I was hooked. At one point – I believe it was during “Tenth Avenue Freeze-Out” – Bruce jumped on top of the piano and roared. Our seats were pretty high up, but I could see his arms up in the air and – thanks to the large screen – I could see the look of intense joy on his face. He was at home, loving every minute of the performance and giving all he had, which was a lot. Three hours with no break. Continue reading

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