In my house, Bruce Springsteen is spoken of as if he’s God. Dad will play his CDs while hanging around the house, and had seen four of his concerts before Sunday night. Now he’s seen 5 Bruce concerts, and for me, Rachel, and Kim, it was a first.
I can’t really say I knew what to expect, but when we got there, the energy at the Comcast Center was so high it could lift you up. There were people ranging from age 6 to 60, including Bruce himself. Dad said his music appeals to all generations, and now I see what he means.
When Springsteen came on stage, half an hour late, yet not a minute too soon, everyone erupted with shouts and applause for The Boss. The first three songs were performed nonstop, one after another, and I quickly got the idea that if you didn’t get on the music train, it would leave you behind.
The concert was amazing; 3 hours 15 minutes of nonstop music, back and forth between Bruce songs and other popular songs. Some we had heard before, some we hadn’t, but it was exciting and fun for all of us.
Still hyped up from the crazy rock concert experience, Rachel and I wore our Bruce t-shirts on Monday. And I think I made a few new friends. Both the waitress at lunch and man at the grocery store struck up a conversation with us about their favorite E Street Band song, concert, memories, etc… It was really cool to see how…universal… some music is.