There are not many more perspectives but Bruce will be there anyway

Hi! This is my “Springsteen & I” submission, I told a story, my personal story to say what his music means to me.
I hope you all enjoy it. See you out in the street…

1-Io foto di RobyWhat does Springsteen mean for me?

it’s like the last time, in Florence
when he kicked off with ‘Badlands’ we all felt like part of an unrepeatable and a unique energy

when you listen to his music, your days too become epic. There are no Highways around here, but if “Thunder Road” starts playing you can still believe that there is a Mary ready to run away with you
to a better place, where it is possible to be a better person.
Here I am with my Bobby Jean, now and then we are able to meet ven if he doesn’t often show up in town. W
e talk about women, music, politics…once we went all the way to Dublin to see Bruce with the Session Band. The journey we wanted to make at 20, we ended up making at 40 (it was a very good excuse to see the green island, the island of Van ‘The Man’, the Waterboys, Joyce and Yeats);
sometimes you lose and you get lost, that’s what I often talk about with him:

“with her I got lost, disoriented for real. For her, the open door wasn’t enough,
she wanted the free ride too…
and now, now what am I going to do?
I can’t get her out my brain and my soul”.

Darkness, what a record. At the time, I’d listen to it six times a day, I’d listen to ‘Darkness’ and check out the girls, they were the only things that I was really interested in. At sixteen I didn’t understand what his songs were about, but the isolation I felt at school matched perfectly with that guitar and that voice, which whispered and screamed with grief

I should call her, shouldn’t I?
I won’t call her
she never answers…anyway

maybe it’s better if I go to the cinema,I’ll be able to stop thinking

It was painful even to go to the cinema with her, even there we would argue:
what hadn’t worked
what had broken?
I’m going to bed
I hope to stop with these thoughts…
at least for today

After all, the problem was not leaving, but coming back, especially if you don’t come back as a winner. Here is my ‘Hometown’, I came back after my university years, many things had changed
and I didn’t know almost anybody anymore. But, above all I couldn’t recognize myself anymore here, everything was familiar and, at the same time, weird.

In my hometown factories have started to close down. Until not long ago, in every house there was a small factory producing shoes, there was prosperity for everybody;
then the world changed
The space for the small factories grew smaller, and the economic crisis gave the final blow. My old man too had to close down his factory, he, who was so fond of his job. It was really hard to convince him to give it up, but there’s not much else to do when the customers don’t pay and you’re stifled by your creditors.
at the end it was not too bad he goes on designing and making his shoes, and I’m sure he’ll do it forever.
Enough with the past, let’s talk about the present: How did Bruce affect my life?
well, I deal with cinema, his songs are like movie sequences, his records are full of film images.
My two passions merge, we show films that talk about music and musicians, when I present an event, it’s a bit like getting on stage and playing. Petra, Manuel and I, we try to make sense of our passions, we are kind of a little E-Street Band.

What kind of music do you listen to?
a little bit of everything, I’d like to reply: “a little bit of nothing then”
but she is really cute, so hopefully, she won’t dig deep about what I do for a living. If from an interesting artist I turn into a precarious employee of the cinema business… the magic will end.

What would we have done without rock music?

here I am with my uncle Patrizio, he taught me to appreciate rock music since I was a child: ‘Born to run’, ‘The River’, ‘Darkness’ were familiar to us. A a working class man who reads Jung and Dostojevsky, doesn’t he seem like a trapped hero that Springsteen sings about?
Music has always been his shelter, a way out of the overwhelming routine, we often talk, not only about music and art, he has always been my favorite confident and, as always, he listens to me. Tonight, we are invited to Michela’s, my dearest girlfriend, it’s an amazing occasion, they haven’t met for 20 years. Life is really strange some exceptional things happen, only if something upsets your daily routine.

What else can I tell you, maybe, if the other night the rocker had sung ‘Born to Run’ I would have left the place with her
maybe she is my Wendy with whom I could walk in the sun

What I know for sure is that I need a change, there’s a need to start again.
Here, there are not many more perspectives, Bruce will be there anyway to accompany and lead me,
because he is the best Rock Director ever
and as he said in Florence
we, as fans, are sometimes
“Fuckin’ die hard”

Bruce Springsteen on Gay rights #MarriageEquality #Lovewins

“Like many of you who live in New Jersey, I’ve been following the progress of the marriage-equality legislation currently being considered in Trenton,” Springsteen wrote. “I’ve long believed in and have always spoken out for the rights of same sex couples and fully agree with Governor Corzine when he writes that, ‘The marriage-equality issue should be recognized for what it truly is — a civil rights issue that must be approved to assure that every citizen is treated equally under the law.’ I couldn’t agree more with that statement and urge those who support equal treatment for our gay and lesbian brothers and sisters to let their voices be heard now.”
Bruce Springsteen, 2009




I went to my first Bruce’s show with my father, who at that time worked driving around as a boiler maintenance man. I did not know the song Factory yet, and my father did not work in a factory anymore. Still, I knew he raised from bed early in the morning, way before me, and that he came back in the evening when I was already showered at the end of my school day and the table was already set.

Later on in my life, during one of those nights out we used to have together sometimes, he would have asked me How are you? and how’s grandma? Are you studying? girlfriend, is she still that girl you used to date? and then You are not that young anymore, you have to get your head together, understand?

And then he would have asked me about music, “Did you see some good show? But, you know… was it good like the Springsteen’s one we saw together? remember? Jesus, that was amazing, the best”.

Some other years passed by, and I’m watching Springsteen and I, the part where the English guy after years of night shifts and hard work was able to afford a “Springsteen vacation” in New York for the Madison Square Garden shows in 2000. And while he speaks there’s Factory as a soundtrack, and he begins to tell how he won the lottery with the Men in black who gave him a front row ticket, and meanwhile those words are flowing, through the mansions of fear, through the mansions of pain, I see my daddy walking through them factory gates in the rain; factory takes his hearing, factory gives him life. It’s the working, the working, just the working life.

And here you have Bruce talking about his old man, and my old man, and he doesn’t even know me, but he gets it. The struggles, and the respect, and what their life had been, this morning drive to the factory, every morning, for another gloomy day, trying not to bring home to your kids your rage, your angst. He understands what was that kept our fathers going through all the painful days and nights of hard work in the factory, what kept that English man goin’ on, what will keep me going on, eventually. We’re just all trying to find our way through it, already knowing that some of us will not come to a successful end. But you still do, because that’s what’s life is all about.











Springsteen and I

We received and therefore gladly share with you a very nice video from a fellow fan, who submitted it for the Springsteen and I documentary. Here’s his story, we hope you enjoy it as much as we did, it’s very well written and thoughtful.


I’m from a small suburban town outside of New York City. We were a middle class family with strong values and a lot of love in our home. Growing up I was always jealous of kids who had the excitement of living in the big city. At times it felt like suburban life was a punishment, bound to the monotony of cul-de-sacs and dead-end streets.

My only escape from my pessimistic view of the world was a movie theater screen and as Bruce says, “trying in vain how to walk like the heroes” I thought I had to be. It was at this point in my life that I discovered filmmaking. I was drawn to the idea of creating separate worlds and telling the stories of the characters who lived in them. I never listened to music growing up; it played in the background of my existence. It didn’t relate to me and I found that I didn’t relate to it.

That was until I was 17 years old and the sound coming out of my father’s stereo immediately drew me in: the screen door slammed and Mary’s dress swayed. For the first time in my life, I was listening to what someone was singing about. That’s because the more I listened, the more I realized he was singing about me. It was about suburban life, but painted in such a real way, that although it was music, I could see it for the first time.

There were distinctive images of diners, gas stations and highways and suddenly there were magical moments in the most mundane places. My boring, suburban life became enchanted by Scooter and the Big Man, as bare-foot girls sat on the hood of a dodge drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain. My town and life was no longer a prison, but was filled with endless stories and possibilities. It was a town full of losers and I was pulling out of there to win.

It was a reinvention, a connection, a celebration, but above all else, a life altering moment. The rest of my life would be a growing exploration into how and why one song could make me realize who I was and what I wanted to be. Now there were no roadblocks; just an open two lane stretch of highway and the realization that it ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive. We didn’t need to die to go to heaven, we only had to press play.

I’d spend the next eight years chasing a dream, much like one of the characters in a Springsteen song. My bold yet naive optimism gave me the strength and courage to believe in my work and eventually landed me in Los Angeles, where I worked on the crew of several major television shows. But there was something very important missing, a part of my core. I couldn’t put my finger on it exactly, but I knew that what I was doing and my place in the world at large seemed off. Then I received a phone call.

It was my mom on the phone, her voice very serious. “Matt”, she said. “I got some tests back. They found cancer.”

I decided at that point that I needed to reconnect with what was truly important to me and on November 8, 2010, I had sold my LA life on Ebay and packed my car with the rest. It wasn’t an easy thing to do and as I turned the engine over, my mind became clogged with fear and uncertainty. That was until I played the song that got me there in the first place.

And like that, I was off into the desert of the South West, watching my present turn to past, as the gas station I had just filled up at, grew smaller and smaller in my rear view mirror.

I’ll never forget pulling into my parents’ driveway, feeling the warm embrace of my mother’s smile and having our first welcome home beer together. I find it ironic how the very song that sent me away, was the one that brought me right back. But that’s what Bruce’s music is all about; it’s a reflection of our individual place in this world, that when listened to, becomes a common, collective experience. My whole life, I was running towards something. I always thought that path was a straight line, but it turned out it was a circle and the place I’m at today, is the place I was when I started.

Along the way, I made many friends, learned important life lessons, and returned with great memories. The only thing that remained the same was my traveling companion, Bruce. I feel married to the stories in his songs as together with the music, we grow older. We’ve transformed together; and though the words and chords have remained the same throughout the years, the story is forever changing.

Matt Sullivan