The
Contented, The Experienced and The E. Street Shuffle
Bruce Springsteen and the E. Street Band
Value City Arena
Columbus, Ohio
December 16,2002
*****
What
immediately struck me the first time I saw Bruce and the E. Street
Band way back on the Born to Run tour (am I old as dirt or
what?) was that the crowd was as loud when he first walked on stage
as most artist's encores. This night was no different. What WAS noticeably
different was the man himself. Mr. Springsteen's life has come full
circle. Sure there would be a party
but there was a communion
to be celebrated.
Beginning with the title track from The Rising, his latest
release inspired from the events of 9/11, and segueing into another
new song from the same CD "Lonesome Day", Bruce made it
clear that he had something to really say. I couldn't believe the
response for two brand new tunes. Usually when someone who has been
around as long as the Boss tours on a new release, songs are sandwiched
in the middle of a set list rather innocuously and receive polite
applause. But amazingly the crowd seemed to know the lyrics and sang
along. And as the concert moved along almost flawlessly I realized
that we all were not merely having a good time
we were celebrating
the essence of Springsteen's music.
You see
a lot of people I've talked with who don't appreciate
this man, have never listened to say
Nebraska
an album recorded in his living room on a simple 4 track recorder
many
many moons ago. When you hear his songs stripped down
to guitar
lyrics
emotions
it may very well dawn
on you as it did me. By that I mean his relationship in the context
of American music spanning generations
his permanent
and well-deserved place in our musical past. He is a rock and roll
Woody Guthrie if you will. A real salt of the earth, blue-collar guy
with intellect. And what touches your soul when you listen
is Bruce's subtle and genuine character. This show spoke to us about
9/11. "You're Missing", "Empty Sky"
all
songs from the new CD with obvious references to that horrible day,
brought us together in a real sense
with no political agenda
no American flag waving
neither literal or implied. No
one ever said "9/11" or uttered a "God Bless America".
No one had to.
Bruce and his superb band mates (Is there a better all around drummer
alive than Max Weinberg? I think not) played 10 songs from The Rising
TEN SONGS! And the show never bogged down. People KNEW these
tunes. We SANG along to these songs! And of course there was "Born
to Run" and "Badlands" and "Thunder Road"
many of Bruce's standards. And he delivered them with an unbridled
religious fervor that would have made Little Richard throw his head
back, laugh and shout, "Mr. Boss! You SHUT UP!!!". During
"Glory Days" the E. Streeters did a couple verses of "Hang
On Sloopy" which delighted everybody. And by then everyone
and I mean to the very last row of the highest row of seats both in
front and behind the stage
was standing
singing along
dancing. No one mentioned the words "Buckeye" or
"football" either. Once again no one had to
and that
wasn't the point anyway. Ironically, it wasn't until I began writing
this review that I realized Bruce did "Sloopy" in the middle
of a song dealing with people reliving their past glories. It was
as if he was hinting that whatever happens in the near future to be
sure to enjoy yourself
because these experiences will all too
soon be "Glory Days".
Springsteen has lived the fantasies of many men
fame
fortune
a super model wife. Yet during the introductions of
the band members
when it came time to introduce backup singer
and current wife
Patti Scialfa
he immediately
began singing the old Fontella Bass anthem "Rescue Me".
Bruce strolled over to Patti
dropped to his knees and sang
to her, "Rescue me. Take me in your arms. I need you
to
rescue me!" And Ms. Scialfa appeared genuinely beside herself.
Apparently Bruce has learned that beauty is a package deal involving
many, many parts both inside and out. Much is the same with his relationship
to the other members of his band. The most ineffective way to sing
harmonies is sharing a microphone with someone else. Yet Bruce many
times shares his with three or four
and they all look each
other in the eyes when doing so. Perhaps the importance is in the
sharing
the beauty in the ability to do whatever is being done
together. And the audience
whether consciously or not
was participating in this.
So the celebration even included "Santa Claus is Coming to Town"
a wonderful touch of child like levity punctuated by Clarence
Clemens' early 60's "Yakkity Sax" playing style. And when
the "Ho, ho, ho's" faded
no sooner than you could
put a finger alongside your nose we were all
every one of us
to the very back rows
"Dancing in the Dark". And
although the lights were low
by this time of the evening
I sincerely doubt many of us were actually
"in the dark."