We had amazing seats. We were stunned. We had no idea where we'd be sitting--a friend hooked us up--so we showed up, and....hey. We're in the third row. Cellphone pictures actually look like something from here. Neato.
We were, on the other hand, waaaaaay on the side, so the sound left a little to be desired (ended up sounding like we were seeing Springsteen at Maxwell's), and while we had great views of Clarence (become more and more like James Brown with each passing year) and the Charlie Chaplin of guitarists, Nils Lofgren--and Bruce certainly bounded around the stage enough for everybody to get a good look at him--we didn't see much of Steve Van Zandt. Which is sad, because he can just stand there and he'll crack me up, but I have to say that watching Nils was probably more impressive. Also had a pretty good view of Jay Weinberg, who was taking over for his dad. Kid was pretty good--only eighteen years old, and did a great job on some songs, and a manageable job on others.
It was a great setlist. Started off with Badlands, went into Adam Raised A Cain, played an amazing Johnny 99 and The Ghost of Tom Joad. No Kitty's Back, thank God for that. The Wrestler was beautiful, as was Outlaw Pete. And oh this made me happy, three songs from The Rising, including Waitin' On A Sunny Day, which was just utterly delightful. They did a six-song encore, including Thunder Road--which I nearly missed, since the stupid drunk people (who seemed to be having an orgy in front of us) blocked my way back down the stairs--and Jungleland, and Rosalita.
I think had it been anybody else, we probably would've skipped the show, given how tired I've been lately. But it was Bruce, and it was wonderful, and more than that, it proved to me that I can and will go out and have a good time and be pregnant all at the same time. And if there was ever an ideal first concert for Roo, this would be it.
1 comment:
BRAT!!!!! I always wanted to see him in concert. Well, I'm glad you had a great time.
Auntie Annie
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