Bruce Springsteen dancing with his mom, and I'm going to see this man, rain or shine, tonight.
Monday, September 3, 2012
True, I have been monitoring the Philadelphia weather forecast for the past two weeks. Also true: Every single report has promised some kind of rain for tonight, perhaps even thundershowers.
Heck, I don't care.
I'm going to see Bruce. Lifelong dream (to be fair, since age 18, starting on my third day as a Penn freshman, which, at my age, seems like a lifetime), and water will not thwart it.
LEVEL: Field
SECTION: N
ROW: 7
SEAT: 1
I will be there. Looking like a dork in a plastic poncho, if I have to. But there, alive, Bruce before me.
Today, I prepare. Listening to all his albums (I own each one) through. Again. Olympic-style, dancing and crooning.
It's hard work, but somebody has to do it.
2 comments:
HAHAHAHAHA- I LOVE THIS AND YOU, for so many reasons, but mostly because you Take In Life, in large gulps- and then you fling it back out into the world (where we get to share it with you)!! Unselfishly.
Have a great time. You're enthusiasm reminds me of the dream I had for a long while of seeing Tool in concert for the first time...listening to all of their albums and lyrics closely...completely different from Bruce, but I love the inventiveness of their music and lyrics just the same.
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