The Revolutionary Experience

The Revolutionary Experience of Bruce Springsteen

My first encounter with the boss

It was the summer of 1978 and my life was forever altered when I heard the first beat of a rock and roll song – Born to Run by Bruce Springsteen.  He changed my world and now after 40 years,  I want to know why. What made me and so many other fans follow Bruce so fastidiously through his career? Why is he associated with John Steinbeck or Walt Whitman both whom have compassion for the people but never managed to speak to the people. Was it his passion for the common man that encourage his fans to forever follow him or was it his passion for life that taught us to deepen our senses of who we are and what we can become.

I remember the day vividly. It was a hot summer night when a small group of friends gathered around an old fashion vinyl record player listening for the first time a new rock and roll artist, name Bruce Springsteen. Just graduated from college and without a job or any income, we all agreed to purchase floor tickets for the upcoming concert. At that time, floor ticket holders were not required to stay in your seats. Unknowingly this point became critical for my first experience at a Bruce Springsteen concert. Even though our seats were on the floor and at the very back row from the stage we were excited to be there.  The doors opened at 8:00 with Bruce and the E Street Band taking front stage by 8:15. Unlike every other band in that era, Bruce began the most passionate engaging concert I had ever been too. Because we were on the floor , we all rushed the stage and stood enamored for three hours to the actions, songs and passion of Bruce Springsteen. By the end of the concert, strangers who stood by you became friends. It didn’t matter that no one understood his words, he played his music and it touched our souls. Simply put, he built a community through his music.

This is the song that started my journey  


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Bruce Springsteen

Born To Run

In the day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream 
At night we ride through the mansions of glory in suicide machines 
Sprung from cages out on highway 9, 
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected, and steppin' out over the line 
Oh-oh, Baby this town rips the bones from your back 
It's a death trap, it's a suicide rap 
We gotta get out while we're young 
`Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run 
yes, girl we were
Wendy let me in I wanna be your friend 
I want to guard your dreams and visions 
Just wrap your legs 'round these velvet rims 
and strap your hands 'cross my engines 
Together we could break this trap 
We'll run till we drop, baby we'll never go back 
Oh-oh, will you walk with me out on the wire 
`Cause baby I'm just a scared and lonely rider 
But I gotta know how it feels 
I want to know if love is wild 
Babe I want to know if love is real 
Oh, can you show me
Beyond the Palace hemi-powered drones scream down the boulevard 
Girls comb their hair in rearview mirrors 
And the boys try to look so hard 
The amusement park rises bold and stark 
Kids are huddled on the beach in a mist 
I wanna die with you Wendy on the street tonight 
In an everlasting kiss 
The highway's jammed with broken heroes on a last chance power drive 
Everybody's out on the run tonight 
but there's no place left to hide 
Together Wendy we can live with the sadness 
I'll love you with all the madness in my soul 
Oh-oh, someday girl I don't know when 
we're gonna get to that place 
Where we really wanna go 
and we'll walk in the sun 
But till then tramps like us 
baby we were born to run 
Oh honey, tramps like us
baby we were born to run 

Come on with me, tramps like us
baby we were born to run 
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