That regular guy, everyman, troubadour named Bruce Springsteen has some very interesting demands for himself and the band while they’re on tour. Someone likes Fresca. Remember, Bruce is one of us. Also remember: he might have released a (brilliant) album in tribute to September 11, but let’s go back a year before that, when he wrote a song that completely degraded and tore apart the New York Police department. Hmmmm. Courtesy of The Smoking Gun, one of my favorite recently-discovered websites. Oh, by the way, despite my snotty rant about Bruce, I do think his music is unstoppable. Darkness On The Edge Of Town is undoubtedly one of the best albums of the ’70s.
I’m on a nasty, nasty gum drop bender right now. Oh, the red ones…..the yellow ones…….yum.
