This is a terrible record. The best part about it is the E Street Band. It's too bad that that talentless blow-hard on what I guess some would call vocals keeps fucking each song up with his idiotic caterwauling.
The E Street Shuffle - This song has some nice if not self indulgent moments on it. But this of course only happens when Springsteen shuts his word hole.
4th of July, Asbury Park - Hey Bruce, I didn't know that you were from New Jersey. This being your second album I had no way of knowing that based on your first one. This song appears to be a ballad about the salad days of the guy who changes your oil. Who cares? Lyrically it's boring and musically it's monotonous.
Kitty's Back - This might be the worst song on the album. Some of the work by the E Street Band is good, but way over the top. The lack of economy dramatically impacts its effectiveness. Does this song really need to be over 7 minutes? Absolutely not. Also the mix kinda sucks. If they had mixed Springsteen's vocals right out of the song and cut it to about 4 and a half minutes this could have been an OK song.
Wild Billy's Circus Story - I've always said that John Cougar Mellencamp is the poor man's Bob Dylan and that Bruce Springsteen is the retarded man's John Cougar Mellencamp. This song is a perfect example of what I mean by that.
Incident on 57th Street - It just keeps going and going and going and the longer it goes the more I get this sinking feeling that there is absolutely no point to what is happening.
Rosalita - I like the horns on this one. The keyboards are pretty cheesy. The lyrics are moronic.
New York City Serenade - Terrible. Just the worst.
Note to Bruce Springsteen: You aren't, never was, and never will be even half the song writer that Tom Waits is and was, no matter how hard you try.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
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Do you know how many Americans you just pissed off.
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