He’s the Boss, and He Keeps His Promises

Andrew Tate
March 17, 2013

Well they’re still racing out at the trestles / But that blood it never burned in her veins. / Now I hear she’s got a house up in Fairview / And a style she’s trying to maintain. / Well if she wants to see me / You can tell her that I’m easily found. / Tell her there’s a spot out ‘neath Abram’s Bridge / And tell her there’s a darkness on the edge of town.

Lost loves never want to see you again, of course, but even as a callow youth with heart intact it was clear that was actually the point of Bruce Springsteen’s 1978 masterpiece Darkness on the Edge of Town. Thankfully, it’s a lot harder to fall out with the Boss.

In the early 1980s – a time when Duran Duran inexplicably held sway and Bob Dylan had retreated into born-again preaching – I first stumbled across Springsteen’s working-class anthems on a battered vinyl record stuffed at the back of a crate.

It is now legend that the album that became Darkness on the Edge of Town was originally a different set of recordings that Springsteen only released in 2010 under the title The Promise. Fresh from the breakout success of Born to Run the man feted as ”the future of rock’n'roll” was labouring on his new album when he heard the punk explosion and realised that his work was already outdated.

”I culled my music to the toughest collection of songs I had, songs that still form the philosophical core of what we do today, swept the rest away and headed on,” Springsteen wrote in the liner notes for The Promise. ”At 27, that is what I’d hoped for, that I’d written something that would continue to fill me with purpose and meaning in the years to come, that would continue to mean something to me and to you … I owe the choices we made then and that young man their respect.”

Recognising when everything has changed and acting accordingly is a rare skill for young men. It’s all too clear that we blokes often stumble around trying to fix things way beyond the point of no return – be it a failing relationship or dead-end job. Springsteen populates his music with good men rising above adversity and bad men trying to put things right – a blessed relief in a world where spivs and high-flyers seem ascendant.

In Darkness, the protagonist’s ”Trestles” were the surfing spots on the coast of California, mine was (believe it or not) an old trestle railway bridge tucked into a hidden river valley. Just as there always seems to be a ”Mary”, so it is most have a quiet place where possibility can still trump reality.

When Springsteen came to the Melbourne Showgrounds in 1985, my younger self – complete with long-departed mop of blond hair – was immortalised as a smudge in The Age’s picture of the crowd. Bruce sang 30 songs that April night – Darkness was not one of them, but in a seemingly endless set-list he knocked off Twist and Shout as a finale.

The twists were only just beginning and life was never again so simple. Soon I was working a long way from home and within five years, aged just 23, became a father. That’s when you truly land yourself in a Springsteen song.

The man himself wasn’t immune from personal failings, and a short-lived marriage spawned 1987′s Tunnel of Love album. Like Dylan before him, the blood on the tracks were there for all to see, particularly in Cautious Man, a tale about a drifter trying to honour his marriage vows even as the road calls him back.

Melbourne has only called Bruce back twice since 1985, a three-night solo stand at the Palais Theatre in 1997 during the Ghost of Tom Joad tour, and one night of The Rising at Docklands in 2003. As it happened, those two concerts book-ended my own journey from small-town galoot to settled city father and (yikes!) grandfather. In 1997 I was on the run and camped out in a Dublin studio apartment behind Croke Park Stadium – where the best the locals could manage was three interminably long nights of country singer Garth Brooks. By 2003, I was back in Melbourne and whingeing about the acoustics to the sweet soul who would become my wife – Wendy.

So thanks is due to the evergreen Mr Springsteen. His latest album Wrecking Ball is as strong a statement on fairness and yearning as Darkness was 35 years ago. The Boss may now dine with presidents, but the promise has been kept …

Tonight I’ll be on that hill ’cause I can’t stop. / I’ll be on that hill with everything I’ve got. / Where lives are on the line, where dreams are found and lost. / I’ll be there on time and I’ll pay the cost / For wanting things that can only be found / In the darkness on the edge of town.

The album ends with those words and Springsteen’s fading voice humming the chorus into infinity. We’ll probably never know why the girl with the house in Fairview turned so hard, but when the darkness turns to grey perhaps straining to hear the echo goes with the territory.

■ Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band perform at Rod Laver Arena on March 24, 26 and 27, and at Hanging Rock on March 30.

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Bruce Springsteen In Australia: ‘I’m Not Sure How Good I Am With My Money’

Bruce Springsteen Australia 2013

Bruce Springsteen Australia 2013


Bruce Springsteen is in Australia to support “Wrecking Ball.”

CANBERRA, Australia — Bruce Springsteen is playing a note of caution about his political influence over Australian economic policies.

Springsteen and his E Street Band opened their Wrecking Ball Tour to enthusiastic reviews in Brisbane, the hometown of Australian Deputy Prime Minister and Treasurer Wayne Swan, who revealed in a speech last year that The Boss had long been his political inspiration.

Swan said the New Jersey-born working-class hero’s musical railings against inequality echoed his own public battle against Australian billionaire mining tycoons who oppose his tax reforms.

When told at a news conference Thursday that Swan had cited his musical idol as an influence on his center-left government’s economic policies, Springsteen urged caution.

“Really? You better watch out there,” Springsteen joked. “I’m not sure how good I am with my money.”

He added, “I hope it’s been a positive influence, that’s all I can say.”

Swan was named by banking magazine Euromoney as the world’s finance minister of the year for 2011 for helping steer Australia clear of recession during the global economic meltdown. He is attending the final two-week session of Parliament in Canberra before he releases his annual budget blueprint on May 14 and has revealed that the annual ritual involves him playing Springsteen’s hit single “Born to Run.”

Swan said Springsteen’s 1975 breakthrough album “Born to Run,” as well as subsequent albums “Darkness on the Edge of Town,” “The River,” “Born in the U.S.A” and “Nebraska,” talked about the shifting foundations of the U.S. economy before the subject became topical.

“If I could distill the relevance of Bruce Springsteen’s music to Australia, it would be this: Don’t let what has happened to the American economy happen here,” Swan said.

Swan said Springsteen is also the favorite musician of Prime Minister Julia Gillard.

He has concerts in Sydney, Melbourne and rural Victoria state before heading to Europe in late April.

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Still the Boss

Bernard Zuel


It’s a fair question as we prepare for an all but sold-out 10-date visit by Springsteen and his E Street Band, as part of a 133-show (and 2012′s second-highest grossing) world tour that has critics and fans of a certain age gushing.

Sure, he played at Barack Obama’s presidential inauguration. Yes, he’s been quoted, misquoted, criticised and eulogised by politicians of all stripes, from Ronald Reagan to Wayne Swan. True, he was one of the biggest stars of the 1980s – the last time the music industry ruled the entertainment world. And he certainly has inspired imitation, from Bon Jovi to Arcade Fire, from Meatloaf to Moving Pictures, from Badly Drawn Boy to the Gaslight Anthem.

But he’s in his 60s, has only toured here three times in his near-50-year career and is the quintessential American artist. How could he possibly mean anything to us?

Well, here are the reasons why New Jersey’s second-most famous son is worth talking about (and you need a ticket).


Earlier this year, Springsteen was named the MusiCares Person of the Year for his efforts on gay rights, equal rights, migrant workers, support for labour, Barack Obama and just simply giving a toss about your fellow humans.

He also cares passionately about making music and what music can do for you, as a musician or a listener. As he explained in his keynote speech at the South by Southwest music conference last year, you can put that down to seeing Elvis Presley on The Ed Sullivan Show in 1956 and thinking ”a white man could make magic”. ”You did not have to be constrained by your upbringing, by the way you looked, or by the social context that oppressed you,” he said. ”You could call upon your own powers of imagination, and you could create a transformative self.”

Transformation, the search for it or the failure of it, is at the core of his songs and may be why people and locations rooted so completely in the American life translate in nations, and languages, far from it.

As writer and fan David James Young puts it, in Springsteen songs, ”the names may have changed, and a few steps may have been taken back in order to take in the bigger picture; but the sentiments seem to have remained intact. Small-town stories of heroes, villains, could-a-been-champions, parents, friends and lovers … find themselves attempting to escape their community or dealing with the consequences of not getting out while they could.” In other words, stories from pretty much everywhere.

In his book 31 Songs, English author and occasional songwriter, Nick Hornby, talked about how the song Thunder Road ”somehow manages to speak to me” even though Hornby is not American, young, into cars or ignorant of the fact some see Springsteen as bombastic and histrionic.

”Sometimes songs and books and films and pictures express who you are, perfectly. And they don’t do this in words or images, necessarily; the connection is a lot less direct and more complicated than that,” Hornby writes. ”It’s a process something like falling in love. You don’t necessarily choose the best person, or the wisest, or the most beautiful; there’s something else going on.”


David Bowie gave It’s Hard To Be a Saint in the City a glam makeover while New York Afro-beat chaps Vampire Weekend made with the pretty for I’m Going Down. Outre ’80s pop glossies Frankie Goes to Hollywood assayed Born to Run faithfully while post-rock nerds Tortoise joined indie oddball Bonnie ”Prince” Billy to make Thunder Road prog rock-like.

Pop duo-turned-dancefloor group Everything but the Girl and jangly sensitive Scots Camera Obscura both covered Tougher than the Rest. Spectral pop act Bat for Lashes sang I’m On Fire spectrally and agit-rockers Rage against the Machine heavied The Ghost of Tom Joad into a quasi-metal crunch.

Emmylou Harris went country on Racing in the Streets and Mansion on the Hill and Johnny Cash did something similar with I’m On Fire and Johnny 99. Soul sister Bettye LaVette brought extra grit to Streets of Philadelphia, and Dion recorded a doo-wop version of If I Should Fall Behind, a song also recorded by the Go-Betweens’ Grant McLennan.


Blinded by the Light bombed in 1973 as the first single from Springsteen’s debut album, Greetings from Asbury Park N.J., but became a No.1 song in 1976 for English band Manfred Mann’s Earth Band. Because the Night was a cast-off from the long sessions for what would become 1978′s Darkness on the Edge of Town; Patti Smith added a verse and some magic and the song became her biggest hit.

Fire was another song from the Darkness on the Edge of Town sessions that manager Jon Landau feared would be released as a non-representative single by the label because of its obvious hit potential. So obvious that the Pointer Sisters’ version went to No.2.

Having promised Donna Summer, but then keeping, Cover Me (which became a top 10 hit from 1984′s Born in the USA), Springsteen gave her Protection, earning her a Grammy nomination.


The man may be 63, but when he’s got the E Street Band he doesn’t play sitting down, he doesn’t play quietly and he doesn’t play short. Typical shows in the ’70s went for three hours or more. Typical shows on recent tours have been going for three hours or more. The Helsinki show of July 31, 2012, went for four hours and six minutes, the longest he’s ever done.

Guitarist Steve van Zandt, who won’t be on the Australian leg, told Rolling Stone a year ago that the band didn’t look at the clock or think about how long the show was going because they, and the audience, are being transported. ”You’re taken out of time during the show and brought to some other place, and then returned at the end of the journey, hopefully with positive energy that you then take into your regular life,” van Zandt said. All of which might be tiresome if he wasn’t the master of stadium rock shows, boasting a set-list of songs seemingly built to be sung by thousands.


Formed in 1972, the group was formally named the E Street Band in 1974 and, save for a decade’s hiatus from the mid-’80s, were the constant part of a Springsteen show. Sax player Clarence Clemons, organist Danny Federici and bassist Garry Tallent were founding members who remained by Springsteen’s side into the 21st century. The core of eight musicians behind him, which was established in 1995 when long-time foil/guitarist/consigliore van Zandt rejoined the band alongside his replacement Nils Lofgren, has been augmented at different times but never as much as now. On this current tour, there are 19 musicians on stage including brass, fiddle and backing vocalists alongside stalwarts Tallent, backing vocalist Patti Scialfa, drummer Max Weinberg and decade-old ”newbie” violinist Soozie Tyrell.

However, the E Street Band is not the same and will never be the same again. Federici died in 2008 (replaced by Charles Giordano), Clarence ”The Big Man” Clemons died in 2011 (replaced in part by his nephew Jake) and van Zandt will miss the Australian tour because of commitments with his radio show (replaced by Tom Morello).


Though the last Australian tour in 2003 was a disaster for the promoter, who overestimated and picked the wrong venues, and a fizzer for many fans in Sydney in particular who got lumbered with awful sound, Springsteen’s 2013 tour looks like a safe return. The two Brisbane shows have sold out, the first two Melbourne shows and first Sydney have, too, as have the two shows at Hanging Rock in country Victoria.

Of course, we’re small beer compared with the US and European legs of the tours. According to Billboard magazine, the 2007-2008 tour grossed more than $235 million from 104 shows; the 2002-2003 tour grossed more than $221 million from 120 shows. The current tour, which began in March last year and was Billboard’s second-highest grossing tour of 2012 (behind Madonna), has clocked up 90 shows before the 10 Australian concerts with another 33 to go before the final show in Rio de Janeiro in September.

Bruce Springsteen
When: March 18, 20 and 22, Allphones Arena, Sydney Olympic Park, Homebush

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Family of Springsteen Band’s Clarence Clemons Pursuing Malpractice Claim Against Doctors

When Clarence Clemons, the Big Man of Bruce Springsteen‘s E Street Band, died in June 2011, the word was it from complications from a stroke. But now I’ve learned that the situation may not be so cut and dried. Clemons’s family quietly filed a malpractice suit against Clarence’s doctors in 2012. Last month the case was approved to go ahead to a jury trial.

William Clemons– Clarence’s brother and father of Jake Clemons, who now plays with the E Street Band– filed his case against the Palm Beach Cancer Center and three physicians. The allegation is that the medical team involved may have made a mistake by advising that Clarence off of blood thinners when he had surgery for carpal tunnel syndrome. By doing so, and not giving him intermediary blood thinners, they could have caused his stroke.

Victoria Clemons, Clarence’s widow, told Rolling Stone a month after her husband’s death: “Shortly before the stroke, Clarence lost sensation in his index finger and his thumb. He had carpal tunnel surgery performed. He was seriously concerned about the ability to play sax again.”

Over the years, Clarence, who was 71, suffered through a minor heart attack, spinal fusion surgery, retinal detachment and several joint replacements.

Even though the Clemons family wants a jury trial, which will be public, the case was sealed by a judge on May 25, 2012 in a Palm Beach court. Neither of the lawyers in the case has responded for comment. And the case has been so low key that even musicians Clarence played with didn’t know it had been filed.

But I’ve obtained the complaint which accuses Drs. Robert J. Jacobson, David W. Dodson and Keith Meyer– three specialists connected to the Palm Beach Cancer Center– of not administering Lovenox, a short term blood thinner, before or after the hand surgery. The hand surgeon is not a defendant– that surgery went fine. Clemons also did not have cancer in case you were wondering. But Victoria Clemons says that the day after the surgery she found Clarence “on the floor, beside the bed, confused and dysarthric [unable to speak properly].”

The allegations may explain at least in part what happened to the world renown sax player who was beloved by everyone. His death rocked the rock world and Bruce Springsteen’s E Street Band when it happened. William Clemons, according to sources, has not yet accepted his brother’s death. “They were best friends,” says a source.

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A Father, Son, and Independence Day

This is the first story from the book For You, Original Stories and Photograph’s by Bruce Springsteen’s Legendary Fans. Originally written in 2007, it was chosen to lead off this “love letter” to Bruce because it accurately and more importantly emotionally sets the tone for the rest of the book. It is posted here in its entirety for you. Enjoy.

It was early 1973. I was on my way out the door, my hand reaching for the radio’s off button, when “Madman drummers bummers and Indians in the summer…” boomed out of my top-of-the-line Radio Shack Nova 9 speakers.

What? Who is that? My FM station had been feeding me a steady diet of Jackson Browne, Eagles and Elton John. It sure wasn’t any of them. The DJ never did say who it was. And I was going out the door. But that moment marked the beginning of my journey. I can hear those five minutes and two seconds just as clearly today as I did then. I still have those speakers. I wonder sometimes if anything that important will ever come out of them again.

After that brief initial introduction, the following years were spent forming a bond to the man and his music that without knowing him, I wouldn’t have thought possible. When I first heard about this book, I wondered what I could possibly say that anyone would be interested in. I don’t have an amazing story that will make me the envy of Bruce fans worldwide. All I’ve ever had is this guy that lived just up the New Jersey Turnpike from me writing songs about my life. I knew Crazy Janie and Wild Billy. Greasy Lake was right down the street. I chased the factory girls underneath the boardwalk and I slept in that old abandoned beach house getting wasted in the heat.

I’ve spent the last 33 years catching every area show and some not-so-local shows. I didn’t have the luxury of following him around the country catching all the shows. I was busy raising future fans.

During the Born in the U.S.A. tour my son begged me to take him to a show. It was against my better judgment; he had school and couldn’t sit still for three minutes. He was six. But I stuffed cotton in his ears and away we went. Our seats were lower level, but for a six-year-old, they might as well have been on the moon. As the show started he was standing on his seat bobbing back and forth trying to catch a glimpse of whatever he could. It wasn’t long before all the people around us were pointing at this little kid trying to see.

Then something happened. The two people in front of him made a space between them and tapped the people in front of them to do the same. That continued down the rows until he had a clear sightline to the stage. People were actually looking back during the show to make sure he could see. He fell asleep during the first break and I couldn’t get him up again, but that night he too began his journey.

Like most of you out there, it only took one live show and I was hooked for life. On his own, Bruce had built a connection between us. My Chevy was a 70 with a 396, and racing in the street was what we did around here. Bruce would tell stories about his father and their strained relationship: My entire teenage life was spent living the same strain. I’d stay out all night if I had to, just to avoid the never-ending battles and keep my dad from seeing my hair.

springsteen_photoI can remember my dad moving this old tube radio around the house trying to tune in an AM station from Delaware. That thing would whistle and static and every once in a while a twangy banjo and a singer who sounded like he was holding his nose would break through the noise. I hated that twang just about as much as he hated my hair.

Now my mom on the other hand would turn on Bandstand with Dick Clark every afternoon. I guess that was my introduction to rock ‘n’ roll. When we finally got our first record player I can remember begging my mom for the 69 cents to buy the latest 45. I wore the grooves off those things, but not without a visit or more a night from my father yelling to “turn down that goddamned music.”

There was nothing we could agree on and whether we avoided each other or I avoided him, there was a great distance between us for many years. There was a whole world of new things I needed to see and do. I didn’t realize then that he didn’t have any objections to me spreading my wings; he just wanted me back in one piece. As the years went by and he realized I was going to make it okay, the gap between us shrunk. We never once discussed the tension between us. No one said sorry and no one placed blame. I would still do things he didn’t agree with, but he just looked at me and shook his head. Not in disgust, but with an “I-don’t-agree-but-I-trust-you” attitude.

In 1978 Bruce played the Capitol Theater. The entire concert was broadcast live on the local FM station and of course I recorded the whole thing. It was the first time I heard Independence Day. “Papa, now I know the things you wanted that you could not say, I swear I never meant to take those things away.” No words up to that point or this one have ever touched me so deeply. I realized on my own that my father only wanted the best for me. It never once occurred to me that I may have taken something away from him.

That same year my father and I took a long trip together. I took my car and did most of the driving. I had the Capitol concert on eight-track and for the better part of 18 hours that’s what came out of the speakers. He never once complained when I cranked it up and never asked to hear anything else. He just sat there wide-awake watching the mile markers whiz by. I don’t know if I brainwashed him or what, but after I said something to him about a song on the tape he looked at me and said, “He really does make some beautiful music.” I’ll never know if he ever got the point of Independence Day, but from that point on, we were able to share our views on music. I made him a Springsteen tape that he actually listened to.

Many years later I watched my life replayed for me. Remember that six-year-old who fell asleep at the Springsteen concert? I got to watch him grow up as a die-hard Bruce fan and then take it on to another level. It was scary how much of me I could see in him.

springsteen_photoHis grandmother gave him an acoustic guitar when he was about eight. He got discouraged because his hand was too small to fit around the neck. When he was about 12, I bought a used electric guitar and amp from a friend. It only took a few lessons and next thing we knew there was actually music coming from his room. Of course the next step for any 12-year-old guitar player who knew three notes was to form a band. I wouldn’t have traded the next 10 years for anything in the world. Anyone who ever thought of being in a band eventually ended up in my basement putting their own personal touch on the noise that was knocking the plaster off the walls.

The two constants in the band were my son, who was determined to make real music come out of that guitar, and the drummer, who had been taking lessons since he was old enough to sit in one place. The bass slot was filled by a friend of theirs whose sole qualification was that he had heard music before. And when they asked their future singer if he could sing, he said, “I don’t know, I think I can.” The short version of the story is that over the next ten years the noise became music and the music became magic.

Their local-hero status was unprecedented. They were a kick-ass bar band before they could even drive and I hauled them over half the state to every party, beef and beer bar, and fundraiser there was. My son, who was so shy he couldn’t stand in front of the class and do a book report, was on stage holding a guitar like a warrior leading the band to the battle of Murder Inc.

springsteen_photoThe band was far beyond good, I knew it, they knew it and everyone who ever heard them knew it. They reached a dead end here. I didn’t even see it coming. They told me they planned to move to south Florida and in less than two months they were packed and on their way. I never thought far enough ahead to realize there was another line from that very same song that I was going to have to come to terms with: “All men must make their way come Independence Day.” I was all in favor of that: Young men making their way out in the real world. Yep, I thought, it was a great idea. Right up till the minute he pulled out of the driveway. He was gone for two years and I missed him terribly. I missed them all.

They ended up doing pretty much the same thing they were doing here on a slightly larger scale. For two years they tore up the Miami/Lauderdale bar scene. The eating, sleeping and playing together eventually took their toll and the band broke up. He’s back in NJ now and even though his Independence Day was different than mine, I guess in some ways it felt the same.

I’ve lived the passion and heartfelt delivery of every word in that song and for some time after my father died I just couldn’t bring myself to listen to those final lines. To my son, just in case you ever thought it, you never took anything away. “I caught your very first tear on my fingertip.” You’ve brought me what’s best about life every day since then.

There are hundreds of little things I could tell about how Bruce has affected my life. He touched part of my father’s life, most of mine and all of my son’s. He helped me become a man, a husband and a father, yet this is someone I only know through his songs and stories. I often wondered what I would say if I did meet him. If I tried to tell him how much he has meant to both me and my family, I would just sound like a babbling idiot. The best I could ever do is just say thank you and he’d never even have a clue as to what that really meant.

©Bob Baker
Minotola, New Jersey
For You

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