I have never understood Bruce Springsteen. And I don't understand why he continues to remain so relevant (or manages to appear this way). His mediocre music seems washed up. I understand that at some point his lyrics spoke to the common man, the working man who was fed up with the Man. (Clearly, I am missing something because I cannot manage to relate whatever he represented into words).
All I see now is a man in some version of a pair of tattered jeans and a lousy sleeveless (button down or t) shirt singing antiquated protest music. And watching him during the Superbowl half-time show, it all seemed so unforgivably contrived (I guess being contrived is part of the whole Superbowl thing).
He attempts Neil Young in meaningfulness/timelessness and Eddie Van Halen in musicality (I realize this statement is NOT accurate) yet falls somewhere closer to Britney Spears, as he is both common and commercial (but this statement is accurate).
He is the Emeril Lagasse of the music world.
This is one (the main one) of three reasons I will not attend Bonnaroo this year. The Boss will rule, headlining a four hour show.
And bad eighties (and seventies) angst tunes just don't do it for me.
Correction: I am told that this may be a lack of education on my part (as I have unabashedly admitted) and after a long, fervent lecture on my "lack of appreciation," I have concluded that this misunderstanding is because I was, well...born in the USA (and in the eighties).
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hahah. are you taking about dr. kobre? because he does love the boss. & i don't quite get it either, i suppose if we were around, well, older anyway when he was bigger we might get it more. however plenty of people weren't around for the Beatles & people still love them. so i guess who knows
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