Overall, the concert was great last night- very glad I went!
The crowd was overall amazing. Such a different experience from seeing the band! There was the guy next to me (a few seats over thank goodness- the seats between us were empty) who spent the first two songs on his cellphone then left and didn’t come back. A screeching woman a few rows in front of us “Bruuuuuceeeeeeeeee! We looooooove yooooooooou!” thankfully stopped and actually spent half the show elsewhere (but of course, when she came back she was on her cellphone.) She did have one last “One more for Jersey Bruuuuceeeeee!” after the lights had come up. Lots and lots of people left early, don’t know if it was the music or the rules that scared them away (no food or alcohol in the seats, concessions closed 10 minutes before show time, no returning to your seat during a song.) Maybe both. At least it made for a quick exit at the end of the show, we were home a half hour after the last notes of Dream Baby Dream on the pump organ faded away.
The rest of this post is probably for Springsteen fans only :wink:.
Heard a few unexpected gems (I really haven’t been paying attention to what he’s been doing on this tour.) Atlantic City, Frankie, Meeting Across the River(!), Drive All Night (dedicated to a couple who got engaged in the parking lot before the show.) Jesus Was an Only Son had me in tears. Encore- Thundercrack, Born to Run, Promised Land- Wow!
A few things I didn’t like- he uses this “bullet mic” that just sounded distorted and weird on Born in the USA and Johnny 99- a neat effect in small doses but this was too much. A song on autoharp (The New Timer) was too long and had Pat on the verge of dozing off.
But going on to use a ukelele (“I woke up in the Disneyland Hotel with 2 hookers, 5 mouseketeers, and this ukelele…”) on I Wanna Marry You (dedicated to his wife Patti) worked really well- “I’d be proud if you would wear my name… hyphenated.”
As you can see, there was lots of playful banter- including a hand drawn poster “visual aid,” made by a fan, of his old neighborhood in Freehold- complete with all his aunts’ and uncles’ houses, and the oversized church, rectory, & convent… very funny. A few technical glitches had him threatening the job security of his guitar tech. Practically every song was dedicated to somebody.
I admit it- I came home and checked to see if any seats are available for next week’s shows in Trenton (nope).
Glad you enjoyed yourself….even thru a few disrespectful people. And I’m glad Pat didn’t actually doze off!
Sounds like fun!
How come he never plays Louisville?