people love bruce springsteen.
and not just dad, all kinds of people.
the concert last night was a regular people watching spectacular and not because everyone wore a fanny pack and sat nicely in their seats with their hands politely folded in their lap (jamestaylor) but because of the enormous mix of folks.
young couples old couples couples with homemade team springsteen shirts, old dads young dads entire families who grew up on the boss, hot young ladies hot old ladies ladies ladies swinging lighters in the air, rows and rows of teenage boys rows and rows of drunken men rows and rows of homemade signs and peace signs and hail to the chief signs as the crowd payed an energetic homage to bruce who was running and jumping and playing fifteen different guitars. it was pretty cool.
the paper this morning called bruce springsteen and the e-street band 'the best bar band in the world' and that is so accurate i feel like i want to give the writer a high five (and then ask him if he wants to join me for a tequila shot). i felt like i was actually in a bar with all those people and bruce last night and even though the first half of the nearly 3 hour concert was definitely catering to bruce die-hards (of which there were plenty) the love of his tunes and lyrics was so infectious whenever i didn't know what he was saying i just rocked out with my hands in the air which seemed to be the universal language last night anyways.
and i know i say things are my favourite a lot like spring is my favourite and jeremy is my favourite and peanut butter sandwiches are my favourite but people at concerts who are loving it are my FAVOURITE. i love watching them just loving being there and dancing any way they know how and pumping their hands in the air and jumping and yelling bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuce and clapping and hooting and singing along with the man they've known and loved since the days of records in their living rooms.
i feel like it's something you can always appreciate at a concert even if the person singing isn't your personal favourite. it just fills me with such JOY. and such appreciation for the performer. and you really feel like you're having this awesome group experience, (with all your new best friends from the bar).
i love you man! no, i love you man!
though this morning i am re-thinking that boss tattoo on my butt cheek. it was jeremy's idea.
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