Sunday, October 28th, 2007 • 1 Comment on I Wanna Make a Little Magic With Bruce
I used to be a big concert-goer back in the 80s (translation: when I was single and had lots of disposable income). That was back in the pre-computer days when people actually
for concert tickets. I did it more than once (most notably on a very, very cold night to buy tickets for a Bryan Adams concert). Concerts were cheaper back then, of course. I saw Elton John in 1989 for less than thirty bucks and spent almost triple that to see him four years ago. The cost of inflation, I suppose. And shiny constumes.
I’m older now and there aren’t as many musicians or bands that can get me to part with close to (or more than) a hundred dollars for three hours of staring at a teeny stage in the distance while the smell of marijuana wafting by gives me a headache. There aren’t many people who are worth fighting the crowds, dealing with the parking and braving the ladies room.
However, I would gladly do all of the above—and possibly more—for Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band.
Bruce performed nearby a year or so ago, but it was a solo tour and I did not get tickets. I have been told by people in the know that the only way to see The Boss is with the E Street Band. I have been told by people in the know that the first time I see Bruce I should see him with the E Street Band. I have been told by people in the know that seeing Bruce perform with the E Street Band might make me have an orgasm. (Okay, I’m making up that last one, but It’s Bruce for cryin’ out loud, so it’s gotta be possible.)
I have heard some of the songs from Bruce’s new album, Magic. Very old-school. I like it. It’s the first album he has done with the E Street Band since 2002’s The Rising. Five years. I didn’t see Bruce and the E Street Band five years ago and, honestly, I don’t know how many more tours they have in them. Bruce Springsteen is fifty-eight years old. Fifty-eight! He’s still hot and, I’m sure, able to induce orgasms across a crowded stadium. I would love to see Bruce Springsteen—with the E Street Band, of course.
Which is where we get to my dilemma:
No one told me Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band were on tour right now. I’ve been a little out-of-touch with the music scene for, oh, let’s say the last five years, so people need to keep me informed.
No one told me Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band were performing
right down the street
three hours away from me in Washington, D.C. I mean, that’s practically my backyard! (And waaaay too close to George W., but that’s another blog post for another day.)
No one told me about the tour and then I found out and now it’s too late. The concerts—both of them!—are sold out. Not a surprise, but I was hoping. I was hoping there might be two tickets waaaaay in the back for me and a friend (which would be Jay, since he’ll be home the weekend Bruce is in D.C.). Alas, there are no tickets on ticketmaster.com. However, I have been told there are other places to locate tickets, for a price. Seems illegal to me, this selling of tickets at a not-official-ticket-site. Why is it not illegal?
So, now I’m contemplating what Bruce is worth. Bruce and the E Street Band. Together. On stage. Like the old days. Playing old-school rock ‘n roll. Bruce freakin’ Springsteen. An American icon. A musical genius. A true poet. A hot lookin’ older dude with nice arms. Ahem.
I wanna see Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band. Bad.