The five elements


If someone, in a far too cheap diner, someday somehow would found a secret passage leading to alter the time-space continuum, and consequently deprived me of Bruce’s music in my whole life, a chain reaction of events will activate, ending with me reduced, simply diminished, of 5 essential features.

First. Deprived of a lot of acquaintances but most of all of incredible friendships, with whom I shared unforgettable moments of life lived, that real life you are actually glad to remember and have in your past, and share with others. Those crazy moments in a picture, “Oh yeah I made that in Rome before Bruce’s show, my two buddies had set their minds on taking a photo with those kids. They’re a handball team. Chinese. No, they’re not famous, we ended up with the picture and then discovered they were actually a team.” This kind of friendship with so many levels of contact and a way of living life in symbiosis with music is kinda rare and special.

Two. Deprived of a lot of unforgettable things and decisions that pushed me further as a human being, for example that time I was not even of age and took for the first time in my life a flight, with eight virtual friends met on a Bruce’s forum (so actual strangers in real life) and traveled with them half of Spain to see the last shows of that tour. And I know if you say it aloud now, it seems not so a big deal. But I really was a kid then, and this meant the world to me.

Third. Deprived of 75% of the music I now love and can’t possibly live without. To be reaaally honest I would have to say 90%, but I want to believe I’m smart enough to think that maybe a 15% of my music I would have been able to discover it by myself, without Bruce’s help (and this also includes all the Bruce buds who pass -and passed- me suggestions for new and old bands during the years).

Fourth. Deprived of Bruce’s music. That, even if it all came down to this point, would be a bitter, infinite sorrow.

Fifth, and last. Deprived (or at least not so rich) of a series of human principles, values, hopes, dreams. Different ways to see the world, both abstract and concrete. There’s this thing Bruce said in Austin in 2012 that really made me think, I don’t know why it moved me so much but it really had an effect on me, it inspired me and I think helped me so much in some difficult choices I had to make in the past two years. He said: Be able to keep two completely contradictory ideas alive and well inside of your heart and head at all times. If it doesn’t drive you crazy, it will make you strong.” Being told something like this really opens your mind, and your conscience as well.

So, if you stayed with me through all the 5 points, I think you’ll definetly agree that it’s a real convenient lucky thing that certain far too cheap diners with particular secret passages only exist in good literary fiction.



So, what’s your favourite moment at the show?


Of course an opportunity missed is an opportunity lost. Of course you wanted to be at that other show, the one where he played that one song. But this one, this show you are living, this concert is an opportunity not to be missed, and you didn’t. You just have to look around you, see all the people happy, smiling, singing…they don’t want to be anywhere else in the world. Of course it would have been fantastic to go to St. Louis or New York or London or Helsinki, because each show is magic, and every note has been played, as usual, as if it was the last note played on earth. Of course Bruce and the band played with no mercy. And of course tomorrow he’ll play something else, he’ll maybe play more, or even better. Still, you are living this concert, and you’ll have something unique from this show that will always be with you, and no one else will have. This song, this moment will live with you for a long time, and you have been given a priceless gift, a memory of happiness with your friends, or family, and of course, with your soul mate rockstar and band.


Well, you don’t know where you’re goin’ now…


Going to a concert is always a good thing and it is always exciting if the music is good. Going to a Springsteen concert, however, is not quite the same thing, it is a different matter. Going to a Springsteen concert means “undressing” of your own cloths and put on new ones, turned inside out like if you’d be in a mixer till be unrecognizable and feel like a new person.

All kind of people go to a Bruce’s show: good ones, crazy ones, “normal” ones (what’s normal, anyway?). There are those who follow him just because it’s cool to say “I was there”, or just because it is a rock concert but they don’t even know what it is to be expected. There are those who follow him with absolute faith, others who perhaps doesn’t even know a word of his songs but were blinded by the light, there’s the fundamentalist who is behind him throughout the tour and knows every detail. There are those who go away five minutes before the event is over when I would not go, not even five minutes after it is finished, actually. I just want to sit there and hit the rewind button. But, you know, that is fair and fits almost everything, EXCEPT the ones who take an umbrella with them, sorry, you just can’t see that to a rock concert, come on. Are you kidding me?

I met wonderful people during my Bruce’s journey (which is going on since many years, and still counting), and it’s nice to meet friends, some of them became real good Bruce buds, and great brothers. It’s nice to be moved during the show, there’s nothing to be ashamed of. For me it happens at some concerts, not quite all, but some. There was this show on 2013, I had a total emotional block during Land Of Hope And dreams. I was singing out loud with a few tears here and there until those words “ …Faith will be rewarded …”, and a lump in my throat stopped me, I wasn’t able to say one more word, I tried to continue but I just could not stop crying.

The explanation, I think, is right in that sentence: “Faith Will Be Rewarded”. In my life somehow, some small reward I’ve received, some wish fulfilled. You gotta keep believing this, even when life throws you some bad ones. But I was there with my wife and beside me lots of friends, and that’s one of these “little” rewards that are indeed priceless.

Keep rocking you all!


With Bruce, you belong


I think Bruce’s greatness is that I’m here, sixteen years old in 2014, and I find myself, I find significance in the words of a twentysomething kid of the Seventies. Isn’it it beautiful? Great music does not age. We are all here because we love the man, we love that he can put a fire in our everyday misery, and after all those years he still can make you believe in apparently impossible things. His music connects different people all over the world, and can speak to each and everyone of them, that’s why you can hug a complete stranger at one of his shows when “your” song arrives. You lived your life, and they theirs, on his notes. That’s why when he enters the stage you feel that you belong, you are not alone.