The Wish

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After meeting a couple of American fans at a nearby bar after Sydney 2013, I asked everyone in the group what their favorite Springsteen song was. One of the guys (Dr Rick, great guy) stated that his favorite song was The Wish– I wasn’t actually familiar with it, but made a point of coming home and really listening to it- it was an Oh My God moment of “why haven’t I noticed this song?? Well maybe three kids and not getting my CDs on as often as I would like or maybe that we mostly play our favorites over and over. The Wish was now on my list of very favorites! With this in mind and the fact that my Jersey Girl sign was getting a little worse for wear with a few red wine stains (thanks Hanging Rock) and the fact it had not been special enough to be played…I set about making my The Wish sign for High Hopes 2014. I’m not sure if Bruce noticed the details or not, but I thought about ways in which it could stand out from the rest, people were getting very creative, waaayy out of my league! I decided to use album covers for the lettering, photo copies of course. So after a night spent at the photo copy shop, and some cutting and pasting, the real kind with scissors and glue, my sign was ready. Off to Hunter Valley 1st night, I was quickly reduced to tears when he said he’d seen a sign out there that’s a little off the wall, and then went into a bit of story telling.

He said that The wish is a song about his mother, when he’s usually famous for writing about his father, also because writing on your mother is some of the most un-cool things you can do in rock’n’roll. He said he had bought his mother an iphone, she’s 86, she cannot figure how to use facetime, plus she’s not sure about time difference between USA and Austalia, plus she’s got some problems on the settings, so he sometimes speaks at his mother’s nose, but she says she likes it and she’s having real fun using it. So what he does every evening is to send her a picture so she can look at it in the morning when she wakes up,  and subsequently Bruce took a picture of the crowd yelling and cheering. And then he set on playing it, saying, This song is absolutely, one hundred percent, true.

And then he played it. I am so very grateful that I can relive it with the live show downloads. Depending on my mood it either makes me smile so much it hurts, or blubber like a baby. I still pinch myself, it was the best!

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Believe, and follow the dream

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In April 1981 I listened to Bruce Springsteen for the first time. He sang about a darling.

Since then, I listened to every Springsteen song, outtake, demo, cover and live recording.

I started to understand the distance between the American dream and American reality.

I followed the dream anyway.

Springsteen also sings of other realities: temptation, sin, forgiveness, life, death, hope and faith.

In December 2014 he sang about the belief in the Kingdom come. Then all the colours will bleed into one.

This is the dream and the reality. This is Christmas. I believe it.

Wishing you and all tramps a Merry Christmas and a rocking 2015!

Thank you

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As often happens in the really important  encounters of your life, I just don’t remember when was the first time I listened to a Springsteen song. He did not change my life abruptly, he was ideally placed between the great rockers  whose records I used to buy at that time. I was twenty, and there were some.

But, as usually happens in the really important encounters of your life, step by step his presence became stable, a constant, until he gradually became my benchmark both for musical and human standards. And as always happens in real friendships, to be able to have him in my life became, in time, a real strong and reliable habit. It was like a handbook on life, something I consulted for both words and music, to keep me goin’ on. It was, he was like a friend, a good one.

Real friendships are rare, and precious. Just a handful, and enduring. And as time goes by, you see in your friend’s face some wrinkles, you see his human frailty, just as you begin to see yours.  But you keep rockin’, because he is still able to muster energy and coherence in his career and in his music, and you find this deeply inspirational.

Plus, there are the live shows, wordily rituals in which you are one but all the same with the others, in which you have that wonderful sensation that he is singing just for you, and everybody else feels the same.

I love Bruce for many many reasons, and I am grateful he came into my life and stayed.  And I want to share with you this.

One day, in this particular friendship, he made me a gift, a precious, unexpected gift that will always remain in my heart. He called onstage one of the two persons I love the most, and he made her, my daughter, immensely happy.  It was a dream come true, for her, she was so so happy, she glowed for days after that show. And to this day, that is one of the most beautiful moments of both our lives. Because he really made my daughter happy, and he gave us a memory to share together. Life usually doesn’t get better than this.