Two hours of Bruce on an empty stomach

It is 03:55 on a hot and sticky summer night in SA, a world away from New Jersey where Julian Garcia has driven himself to work through everything wet and cold nature has to offer. I drag myself out of bed to switch on the computer. I am tired, did not get to bed early at all. On the bedside table my book and pencil are waiting, because experience has taught me if I dosed off somewhere during Groove it all night on Homegrown Radio NJ, I do not remember anything that was played before the snooze. But this morning I briefly consider Continue reading

Girls in their summer clothes (Magic)

Well the streetlights shine down on Blessing Avenue
Lovers they walk by, holding hands two by two
The girls in their summer clothes … pass me by … I have read that this line is seen as a description of the disillusionment of a man in mid-life, when he still has the desire to charm the girls, but the young ones are not impressed any more (or nobody at all?). But strangely the picture in my own head is that of a very young boy, gathering his courage to go out and do all kinds of wonderful things – and they pass him by.
I like the following clip, because it shows his interaction with the crowd so clearly:
– lots of comments on the site from people who where there, even on that video.
Full lyrics at:

… A kid’s rubber ball smacks off the gutter ‘neath the lamp light
Big bank clock chimes
Off go the sleepy front porch lights …
Just beautiful!
And amazing that he can still write about rejection like this, when all of us know what happens when he just as much as sit on a bench at the beach for a little while!

Greetings from Asbury Park NJ

I have decided to start working systematically through all the albums that I have aquired already (about 14 of the how many? 24?). Up to now I have just bought a CD or DVD wherever and whenever the opportunity arrived, and have been listening haphazardly to old and new songs and different styles without really learning enough about the ones that I did not love emmediately (and there are not many of those!).
So I’ve taken Greetings from my steadily growing stack of Bruce treasures. Yes, I know that it was a long road to getting the contract and also that he was originally signed on as an acoustic performer, apparently to make him the next Dylan. But we know Bruce – he will not be made into anything that he does not want to be. I also know that it was released to much musical acclaim, but not much popular success. I can understand that, because I am also struggling with the music.
I cannot begin to describe the music. For one, I do not have enough knowledge of music. But I can certainly appreciate the mass of words that were just pouring out of him. I have heard him saying (On the Storytellers DVD) that that is why he has never been into drugs – there were already going on too much in his head. And isn’t that head still working beautifully nowadays?!
So I listen to the images just tumbling out of him and I can picture him, so young and talented and driven. And I can only thank the Lord for an example like that of somebody just blindly persueing his dream, his passion, his sense of what he must do to be a whole person.
And I carefully venture further on my own road.
PS. And yes, the album is steadily growing on me.