"I think the cold shock of the Springsteen trajectory up to Nebraska attends from the sense that you were really watching a true believer recognizing his deception in real time."
A fascinating, challenging sentence that I'm really wrestling with. There's always a risk in thinking back becoming an exercise in nostalgia or distortion or that hindsight thing, but the best as I can remember those days, I think Bruce CHOSE to believe, to spit in the face of the Badlands, even knowing the reality. Choosing to believe and to get others to believe even knowing the odds against was/is a very brave thing and what I think really resonated with the the rest of us who dared to believe. We wanted to believe because it was better than giving in to the reality. Looked at this way, perhaps Nebraska represents more of a giving in or acceptance of gravity than the shock of the apple falling on his head. Or maybe I need more sleep. I guess I will find out in the morning :) Anyway, happy birthday, Bruce, thanks for the memories and thanks to you, Elizabeth for being the best.
"I think the cold shock of the Springsteen trajectory up to Nebraska attends from the sense that you were really watching a true believer recognizing his deception in real time."
A fascinating, challenging sentence that I'm really wrestling with. There's always a risk in thinking back becoming an exercise in nostalgia or distortion or that hindsight thing, but the best as I can remember those days, I think Bruce CHOSE to believe, to spit in the face of the Badlands, even knowing the reality. Choosing to believe and to get others to believe even knowing the odds against was/is a very brave thing and what I think really resonated with the the rest of us who dared to believe. We wanted to believe because it was better than giving in to the reality. Looked at this way, perhaps Nebraska represents more of a giving in or acceptance of gravity than the shock of the apple falling on his head. Or maybe I need more sleep. I guess I will find out in the morning :) Anyway, happy birthday, Bruce, thanks for the memories and thanks to you, Elizabeth for being the best.
A really beautiful short essay about a man
I admire!