Springsteen Induces Emotion and the Urge to Drink Blue Ribbon Winning Beer.

Real quick. I had the luxury of borrowing my mom’s new car for another short stint down to Chicago on Monday.  Besides being an amazing performer, it still carries the satellite radio trial that made the drive an absolute blast.  I stumbled on to E Street Radio, which I’ll admit I really didn’t expect much from. I have a love/hate relationship with the Boss. Besides the fact that he’s called the Boss he made some, in my opinion, sappily mediocre albums in the eighties that made me believe he was an over hyped d-bag. “Pink Cadillac” still makes me want to vomit.  But lately, he’s churning out great album after album and my fascination with The Hold Steady has forced me reevaluate my ill feelings and listen to some of his earlier work.  So, I already knew that Born to Run is classic but the track posted above from Greetings from Asbury Park blew my mind.  The lyrics are great. The soft bass groove snakes (and is absent from the solo acoustic version) and his voice induces goosebumps. Maybe you’ll dig it too and we can empty a couple tall boys while listening to it someday.