Bruce is the reason for everything in my life, in a way.

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I got this tattoo as a way to show how Bruce inspires me. His music is what I always turn to when in my life I need something, wheter it’s to have fun, or to get away, or simply just to be.

Waiting on a sunny day is my family song, is me singing with my children. Working on a dream is what you do to have a dream fulfilled: you work. My dream was to be a firefighter, and I’m one now! It’s always important to have a dream, it keeps you alive inside.
No surrender it’s my song for my friends, it’s about friendship, for me.

So, that’s my tattoo, the three circles of life: Family, job and friends. And Bruce, who is the reason for everything in my life, in a way. And I’m sure in many of yours, too.

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Just get on board

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Three moments of your life, three songs
No surrender.
Mid-Eighties, small town middle class borough, bourgeois living room, on the record player a vinyl of a new american rockstar, boosters cracking, volume at the maximum level.  Three kids dance in the room, jumping and screaming, one is standing on the couch, shoes and all, wielding a tennis racket as a guitar.
We learned more from a three-minute record than we ever learned in school. At the time I actually understood just “no surrender”, but for me even that was more than enough.
The river
Early Nineties, same small town and borough, saturday night. A car parked in the driveway of some friend’s house, a cassette playing in the stereo. There’s this “rock compilation” on, one is a slow song from that american rockstar, who is singing of how sometimes life slaps you in the face and you have to face it for real, not just dreaming it away.
For my nineteen birthday I got a union card and a wedding coat. I’ll have to move shortly in the big city nearby, new work, new house, new life, and all this “new” that’s waiting for me in a way is scaring. But I still believe the future is a big dream and many possibilities.
Land of hope and dreams
Last years of the 2000 decade, a tenement in the City, studio apartment full of Ikea furniture. A hard decision to make, a real important job opportunity, an irrevocable one: if I take it,  I’ll have to turn my back to some people I call friends, and there’s no coming back from that.
It’s been days of thinking and indecisive thoughts. Then from the stereo that american rockstar, the same who made me jump with my shoes on mum’s precious couch, screams that Faith will be rewarded, and suddenly everything is crystal-clear.
The things you believe in always come first, in fact, they are the only thing that matters.

Joy to the world

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I found Bruce music quite late in my life. In 1997 my cousin and I went to the States, for our first “on the road” trip. She was in charge of the soundtrack, she put in the luggage some tapes, and one of them was Born in the USA. I knew the name of course, but I had never really LISTENED to him, before. Long story short, that tape was the one we played the most during our travel, at the end it was completely ruined. We spent hours driving on the roads of America singing No surrender and Darlington County at the loudest possible volume, shouting all the Sha la la in the chorus, raising our hands and waving them out of the windows, clapping the tempo on the dashboard, laughing and smiling. I remember that the people in the cars driving alongside looked at us quite puzzled, possibly thinking we were drunk or stoned. But we smiled at them and waved our hands in greeting, and they passed by laughing and waving back: it’s nice to think we infected everyone around us with our joy! We were just so young and happy, so fully alive, so incredibly overflowing with joy in a country we loved and dreamt of for many many years. And Bruce music was there with us, to show us that we were Born in the USA. Of course I know that’s not what the song is about at all; but in that moment we were there, alive in America, and all the meaning of life was in those songs and in that music.
I’m not quite sure I’ve ever had a similar powerful feeling of happiness in being alive, after that.