There we were, young, loose, maybe a bit drunk on a summer night in the swamps of New Jersey...we had those hard-to-find $17.50 tickets. Back then you needed the luck to grab a seat. In truth, I went with scalper prices for a few of the Sports Arena shows around Halloween. It's criminal none of those 7 shows were recorded. But in life, we live with choices, as we do now and we did then. I can imagine the parking lot outside the arena, in the soft light of a summer Sunday night...girls and boys in t-shirts and sneakers, beers flowing. Back then we had no setlists to track on the internet, just the ever present now. That girl is looking at me, or is she not?? Have another beer, we are in the concourse upstairs tonight. Who cares about the seats when all you want is to be there. Yes, she was looking at me.
This recording is as massive as those memories, he's in fine form on the 9th night of the Jersey stand. I just put this on, hoping the feeling of the last two weeks will leave me. I really love these Born in the USA shows. Now we have 6.