The Boss…

 

Last night I was dancin’ In the dark with my favorite rocker. 

At 8pm sharp the lights went down.

Springsteen did a slow roll onto center stage, his guitar draped over his shoulder, the prerequisite black T and jeans, his guns still looking fine…he exudes a blue collar sexual aura.

The next 2 1/2 hours were filled with laughter, pathos, sincerity, modesty and amazing vocals.

I felt privileged to be part of his journey. 

He touched on family, politics, friends loss along the way like the Big Man, Clarence Clemens and his father who had a huge impact on his life. 

I did not want the evening to end.

I have a visceral reaction to this talented, poetic genius and there was no place I would rather be than front and center at Springsteen On Broadway.

Thanks to my daughter for making dreams come true.

 

 

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