Wednesday, 8 January 2014

High Hopes

Every new Springsteen album is bound to attract mixed reviews.  There will always be comparisons with past glories and fears that Bruce has lost his way or his sure touch for reflecting (or indeed leading) the mood of the nation.  There have been some major changes for Springsteen in recent years, particularly with the loss of core E Street members Danny Federici and Clarence Clemons (and their shadows remain on this album).  Fears that the live show may have lost its power were surely allayed throughout 2013 by some of the finest performances ever delivered by Bruce and the band as they powered a seemingly endless schlep through Europe and beyond.  This grew rapidly beyond a tour of ‘Wrecking Ball’ into something far more eclectic, and included the gems of whole album performances (with London getting the double delight of both ‘Darkness on the Edge of Town’ at Wembley in June, and ‘Born in the USA’ at Olympic Park two weeks later, with the latter making it to DVD as a bonus alongside the new album). 

But what to make of ‘High Hopes’?  It came as something of a surprise that a studio album would emerge so soon after the epic tour, but there had been hints along the way that Bruce was working all the while and slipping into recording studios while in Australia.  The album may lack some of the coherent narrative of recent offerings, but it is certainly not a hastily cobbled together set of reworked old tracks and new material.  Some of the tracks are familiar from the live shows but have not previously made it to a studio recording; others are well known from earlier albums, but cannot be compared as their revision makes them entirely new.  The ‘Ghost of Tom Joad’ performance with Rage Against the Machine’s Tom Morello became particularly familiar in 2013 when Morello replaced Steve Van Zandt for the Australian section of the tour (while Steve was filming the next series of Lilyhammer), and it is a perfect vehicle for Morello’s furious and astonishing signature guitar manipulation as he provides a revealing foil to Bruce’s lead.  Already something of a regular guest on E Street, it would be no surprise if Tom becomes more of a fixture over time.  The chemistry between Bruce and his regular wingman Steve is legendary, but Tom brings out different qualities in Springsteen’s performance which are both thrilling and surprising.  Tom contributes to 8 of the 12 tracks and his distinctive sound and style add a new vitality.   

American Skin (41 shots) appeared on live in New York City, and is rarely performed, but this studio version is worth capturing, and the eerie vocal echo hints at the darkness of the lyrics (and the real story they tell) which the melody belies. 

This is an album that is prepared to take a few risks and to try new techniques and instruments, as well as some cover versions.  We have become familiar with Bruce’s love of multi-layered and theatrical effects with a big horn section, folksy strings, a sharp snare drum and gospel-style backing vocals; and these are all showcased on the title track which launches the album and kicks things off without apology.  Some of the big production will be divisive – purists will hate it and want the old Springsteen/E Street sound, but such controversy has been a feature at least since the days of ‘Born to Run’.

Some of the tracks have a hugely familiar feel – ‘Just like Fire Would’ sounds like vintage E Street with more than a touch of Southside Johnny about it, but is still box fresh and punchy.  Any new album needs to be able to surprise – to bring you up short even on first listening, and to get you to hit the repeat button.  This will certainly do that; ‘Down in the Hole’ has a weird little background melody that almost sounds like ‘I’m on Fire’ running underneath it, but it is utterly different and haunting; especially with the vocal distortion sounding like a 1930s microphone or bullhorn effect.  There are some signature Bruce story-telling songs (‘Frankie fell in love’; ‘Hunter of invisible game’, and ‘The Wall’ in particular), which are enigmatic and have a cinematic mood that takes you right back to ‘The Promise’.

Rock and roll is the closest may of Bruce’s fans gets to collective religious celebration, and some of the revivalist gospel overtones on ‘High Hopes’ can be a bit too enthusiastic, but probably a lot more fun live than on the album.  ‘Heaven’s Wall’, and it’s insistent ‘raise your hand’ chorus is hard to ignore, while the lyrics of ‘This is your sword’ are probably preaching only to the converted, but even so the quasi folk/Irish style which Bruce has perfected in recent years somehow creates an instant classic that surely you have known for ever.   

‘Dream Baby Dream’ closes the album – a cover of the Suicide track that Bruce first released as a single in 2008 and featured (with the pump organ accompaniment) in his solo show.  It is weirdly moving and hypnotic as it loops round and round.  It is the perfect mantra – a paean to love and passion and belief.

Overall ‘High Hopes’ is certainly a mixture of styles, of mood and tone, and of old and new.  But that doesn’t mean it is lacking coherence or integrity as a collection.  Where ‘Wrecking Ball’ was all about anger and despair and the bleakness of economic collapse; if ‘High Hopes’ has a unifying theme it is about belief and cautious optimism – the glint of light on the horizon and perhaps the beginning of recovery.  I just wish it had a different title track; I can’t read the words or hear the phrase without getting an immediate link to Frank Sinatra and a bunch of kids singing a very different version of a song by the same name,[1] and it’s one of those sticky songs that just stays in your brain with the needle jammed in the groove – round and round and round.  Thanks for that Bruce.



[1] Featured in the 1959 Frank Capra film ‘A Hole in the Head’.

Tuesday, 23 July 2013

Springsteen and I

The ‘for one night only’ showing of the movie ‘Springsteen and I’ in cinemas around the UK on 22 July will have attracted an audience of dedicated fans.  The creation of this ‘crowd sourced’ film has been known in the world of Bruce fandom for some time, and many people whose contributions didn’t make the cut will have submitted their home made videos explaining what Bruce means to them.  I considered getting involved; after all I have been a fan since the 1970s; I love his work and live shows and have twice contributed papers to an international academic symposium on Bruce (Glory Days, at Monmouth University, New Jersey).  But this was different.  Telling the world what Bruce means to me was somehow just too personal, too emotional, and perhaps just a little weird.  I’m not obsessive (no really, I’m not), but his music has been a soundtrack to my life – to highs and deep lows, and it is something that gives me huge comfort and energy.  But as soon as you start to put it into words there is an element of the train spotter trying to explain their hobby to a nonplussed world.

But I was curious to see the film and immediately recognised so many of the sentiments and reactions of others describing what Bruce means to them in three words and hearing the repeated refrains around: joy; passion; commitment; hard work; integrity; dignity; honesty etc.  A minority of contributors were focused on the physicality or sexiness of the man himself – the vast majority spoke about the music and the power of feeling connected to major life issues: relationships; work; struggles to make ends meet; responsibility and belief.

There was a lot of laughter in the audience – some of it at the warm recognition of sentiments they also hold, and some of it in appalled response to statements from those at the more extreme end of the spectrum (such as the woman who coached her young child to say ‘Daddy’ when shown pictures of Bruce).  The biggest laughs were probably for the long suffering husband of a woman from Manchester who drags himself along to the shows because he loves his wife but really doesn’t get Bruce and just longs for each performance to end so that they can get the train home.

The most joyous moments were those shared by fans who had managed to have a personal experience with Bruce – like the girl who had fulfilled her dream to ‘be his Courteney Cox’ and danced with him on stage during Dancing in the Dark.  Or the show in Philadelphia where fan and Elvis impersonator Nick Ferraro turns up in full costume and a sign asking if the King can perform with the Boss, and Bruce invites him on stage.  The look of astonishment on Bruce’s face, and more especially on Nils Lofgren’s, during the performance of ‘All shook up’ was priceless.  Once he got started Nick was reluctant to surrender his moment in the limelight and Bruce brought proceedings to a close after the second impromptu song with a joking but firm directive that ‘Elvis has left the building!’ Springsteen seems to understand the importance of these moments in fans’ lives and to get pleasure from being part of them.  He too knows what it is to be a fan and to have heroes – the time when he finally shared a stage with Paul McCartney at the finale to his performance at London’s Hard Rock Calling in July 2012 (before it was hit by the curfew and the show organisers pulled the plug), saw Bruce smitten with the same giddy joy and disbelief (“I’ve waited about 50 years for this moment”) that his own fans habitually exhibit.

People think they know Springsteen because they know his songs.  His fans often think he understands their lives because they recognise their situations in his stories.  And there is some truth in that, and the manner in which he allows fans to connect to him only builds and intensifies such attachments.  The man in the film whose girlfriend finishes with him the day before they were going to a Bruce gig goes on his own but makes a sign to tell Bruce (and everyone else) he has just been dumped, and Bruce spots the sign and immediately recognises this universal pain.  He invites the guy on stage, gives him a big hug and assures him that everything will be OK.  It is both touching and funny and relieved of becoming too mawkish when Bruce turns the moment around by telling the audience he has been dumped by girlfriends in the past, before adding ‘bet they’re sorry now!’

What must Bruce make of all this attention?  If he is embarrassed by it, he hides it well; it seems that he has created a persona of ‘Bruce Springsteen’ that he recognises is different from the person he is, but nonetheless has a lot of his characteristics.  And there is a large part of him that needs and craves for what he gets back from the audience.  On stage he often adopts the style of a revivalist preacher in stoking up the crowd’s emotional intensity; it creates an energy which he draws on to sustain him through the legendary extended sets, but it also connects him on an almost primal level.  Some of the detailed close up shots of Springsteen on stage reveal a man hugely moved by the experience and almost overwhelmed by his sense of connection both to those on stage around him, but also to his audience.  And it seems entirely genuine.

The epilogue to the film provided the most revealing and touching story of how Bruce had watched the rushes of the film and apparently decided to give something back.  A group of fans who have told their stories in the film are given surprise backstage invitations and get to meet their hero.  One of these, a Danish fan (John) who has told the story of how as a nine year old boy he first saw Bruce perform describes how great it was to meet him, and then adds an extraordinary anecdote.  Having met with the group Bruce leaves the room, but returns shortly afterwards as if he had forgotten something, and he heads straight for John and wraps him in an intense hug.  They stare at each other, and John thinks Bruce wants to tell him something but can’t, and then Bruce unwinds the leather cord from his own wrist and places it around John’s and tells him it is “for brotherhood”.  It is an intensely emotional moment for John to recount, and for the audience to share, and a perfect – extraordinary - coda to the entire film.   

Tuesday, 19 March 2013

Springsteen Symposium, September 2012


Wrecking Ball: hard times, loss and renewal; the lifetime conversation


Bruce Springsteen’s music, and particularly his live performances, have always been about a lot more than just the songs.  While every album and show is clearly of its time, there is an on-going narrative that simultaneously reaches back through the years and tries to look forward.  As Bruce has said (in an interview with Jon Stewart for Rolling Stone), he constantly keeps in mind that “I’m in the midst of a lifetime conversation with my audience, and I’m trying to keep track of that conversation” (Stewart, 2012, P.43).  The dialogue is multi-layered and complex.  On the face of it the primary narrative is about what is happening in the world, but there are multiple substrata of both personal and political threads that interact and inform each other, and never more so than on Wrecking Ball.  Listening to Bruce is not just about hearing the music, learning the lyrics and perfecting the melodies; it is also about asking what is Bruce saying here?  What are the messages and what do we need to do with them?

The central theme of Wrecking Ball is the state of the economy and the anger at the fallout and social fragmentation that has resulted. But the consequences of lost jobs, broken spirits and fractured communities speak not only of the victims of today’s global recession, but also of the long history of struggle endured over centuries.  Such themes of continuity are underlined by the deliberate use of strong elements of Celtic folk tradition, gospel-style mantras and chorus chants.  All of Springsteen’s albums are anchored in their time and space; it is as if he holds up a mirror to the world and reflects back the key political themes and current discourse.  In the Jon Stewart interview Springsteen described how he had been working on a different album for a year prior to Wrecking Ball that he then set aside because “the songs had nothing to do with what was going on out there at all.”  Clearly, that is important to him; it is imperative that he provides analysis and reflection on the issues we all face each day.  But it is more than that; anyone who writes or commentates on political life knows how ephemeral such matters can be.  With some obvious exceptions, the details of political and economic life that can be so immense at the time soon fade from view and collective memory; today’s newspaper headlines are tomorrow’s chip wrappings. So Wrecking Ball is not only about the recession and austerity, the banking crisis or the greedy bonus culture, it also references older crises, challenges and enduring struggles reaching out across time. And fundamentally it is also about ageing, loss and mortality.

Two key interviews given by Springsteen around Wrecking Ball have been enormously revealing.  The Rolling Stone interview with Jon Stewart has been referenced earlier, and most recently David Remnick’s extensive profile for The New Yorker (July 30 2012) has lifted the veil on the craft of the planned spontaneity of the live show through observing the Fort Monmouth rehearsals for the 2012 tour.  Both interviews give insight to the complexity of Springsteen, but also perhaps reveal more than ever before of what continues to drive his creativity, the enduring influence of his formative experiences and his commitment to his work and audience. 

The experience of being a celebrity is one that Springsteen has clearly grappled with over the years.  Revisit some of his past (rare) interviews and what emerges is a young man struggling to deal with the hype and stardom and ill at ease with the trappings; but apparently vacillating between an intense dislike of attention and being desperate for a platform to explain himself and to make sense of the world.  This is just one of the many paradoxes of Springsteen: he opens the shutters just wide enough to give a tantalising glimpse of what makes him tick and then he snaps them shut.  The Storytellers DVD (2005) illustrates the tension: here is Bruce perched on a stool before an intimate audience and he is explaining his craft – how he goes about writing his songs and what moves him.  It can all sound a bit pretentious and dry and he is careful not to take himself too seriously but it is also a tremendously honest and exposing thing to attempt.  In the Q&A session a member of the audience explains how he has listened to all the songs down the years and “I feel like I know you – do I?”  “No”, replies Bruce emphatically, “it is part of the job; that whole feeling like I know you thing!”   And there’s the paradox again; he knows he is being disingenuous and so do we.  But he has to preserve some private identity, even while inviting us to share the public persona; to get down the highway with him and visit all those landmarks of our collective Bruce hinterland.  It is such tensions that Springsteen no doubt had in mind when closing his keynote address to the South by South West event in March 2012 and advising:

“Be able to keep two completely contradictory ideas alive and well inside your heart and head at all times.  If it doesn’t drive you crazy, it will make you strong.” (Springsteen, 2012)

The autobiographical quality of so many of his songs is to blame for us all feeling we know this guy; more than that, he is our buddy. It is an impossible demand to make of anyone to be all those things, and yet down the years it is a responsibility that Springsteen has done more and more to embrace and encourage.
There have always been multiple tensions and paradoxes in Springsteen’s writing and performances.  Alongside the commitment to having fun with music, there has also been the serious side, and a conviction that rock music:

“was capable of conveying serious ideas and that the people who listened to it, whatever you want to call them, were looking for something.” (Martin, 2010).

There are tensions too between Springsteen as a solo artist and as a performer with the E Street Band. This has been evident many times over the years, and heightened when Springsteen has toured on his own (notably in 1996 and 2005).  Performing solo gives him the opportunity to say things that may not be possible with the band onstage, where the audience has an expectation of certain songs and a particular dynamic.   The tensions are nonetheless ones that Springsteen recognises and makes explicit use of.  The energy of the band provides the fuel that powers and drives the epic shows, but it also has an edge:

“There were always two sides to that particular band, there was a lot of dark material and yet there was this explosion of actual joy; real, real happiness – whether it was being alive or being with your friends or the audience on a given night.  That was real but it was the devil-on-your-heels sort of fun – laughing and running, you know what I mean?” (Martin, 1996)

Wanting to explore issues and ideas in his work is an important driver, although Springsteen is careful not to claim that he has all the answers, or that delivering the message is the most important thing.  “I don’t like the soapbox thing” he remarked in 1996; he doesn’t set out to make a statement, but to look inside himself at the things that matter.  Needing to find a coherent narrative between songs and writing with purpose have long-defined the approach to his craft.  The description offered in 1996 when explaining the origins of Tom Joad, is revealing:

“My idea wasn’t to get the next 10 songs and put out an album and get out on the road.  I wrote with purpose in mind, so I edited very intensely the music I was writing.  So when I felt there was a collection of songs that had a point of view, that was when I released a record.” (Martin, 1996)

Such a position has an integrity to it that rejects wider commercial motivations (“I didn’t think my fundamental goal was to have hit records”), and is more concerned with “honing an identity” and maintaining a connection and commitment to the fan base:

“I had an idea y’know and following the thread of that idea, when I thought I had something that would be valuable to my fans, something enjoyable, something entertaining, something that wouldn’t waste their time when I put a record out.” (Martin, 1996)

Making a conscious decision to steer away from simply following the money and instead seeking to pursue work that matters and has purpose is both brave and privileged.  It is easier to stand back from commercial pressures with a cushion of past successes, but it is still astonishingly rare for someone in the rock business to put craft and honesty before ‘success’:

“Right now I don’t need records that are No.1.  I don’t need to sell records that are going to make millions.  I need to do work that I feel is central, vital, that sets me in the present (...) finding my place in the world as it stands.” (Martin 1996)

It is easy to see why, for some, Springsteen’s ‘earnestness’ is a little too much.  Many people don’t get it, or don’t understand why a rock star should be concerned with anything other than good music and making mega bucks.  But for Springsteen, it has always been about much more.  He is an enigma: an intelligent but largely self-educated observer and commentator; he is the eponymous ‘rich man in a poor man’s shirt’ who – despite his huge success and significant personal wealth - remains in touch not only with his origins but with the concerns of ordinary working people struggling to get by day to day.  He constantly references his experience of growing up in a Catholic household where his father was broken by his working life, and emasculated by his worklessness, and where his mother just got on with the daily demands of keeping the family together and food on the table, and instilled in Bruce the central importance of a work ethic, of reliability and dignity.  “I’m motivated by the issues of the day” acknowledges Springsteen, “but ultimately for the reason I ask questions – go back to the house I was brought up in” (Martin, 2012). Now in his early sixties Springsteen is not afraid to push the boundaries and try new things.  He has spoken about these years being ‘the victory laps’ with nothing left to prove.  For some that would be a cue for complacency and trading on past glories, but as Wrecking Ball makes clear, Springsteen still has causes to fight, injustices to condemn, and questions to try to answer.  

The ‘lifetime conversation’ has become increasingly urgent and loquacious over the past decade, with a regular outpouring of new (and revisited) material. This was the narrative that burst out on The Rising (released in 2002); providing a focus for cathartic collective grief in the wake of 9/11, and exploring loss, loyalty, sacrifice and duty (Jones, 2010).  In the shock that consumed America and much of the western world when the twin towers were brought down on that inappropriately sunny morning, Springsteen was trying to make sense of the turmoil and loss, and finding a voice to ask the questions on everyone’s mind – what is happening to our world and will we ever be OK again?  Unlike other significant tone changes (Nebraska, and The Ghost of Tom Joad for example), The Rising was recorded with the E Street Band, but under a new producer (Brendan O’Brien) the sound was different and more constrained, allowing the lyrics to be at the centre, as Springsteen told Adam Sweeting in 2002:

“This album is the opposite end of the lyrical spectrum (...) The music was very necessary but it wanted to be minimal, and so with ‘The Rising’ I was trying to make an exciting record with the E Street Band which I hadn’t done in a long time, so that form was kind of driving me.” (Sweeting, 2002)

Springsteen described the deliberate intentions he had with the record – the mixing of personal stories and universal emotions, and then:

“you’re creating that alchemy where your audience is listening to it, they’re hearing what they’re feeling inside and they’re also feeling ‘I’m not alone’ you know?  And that’s what you’re trying to do.” (Sweeting, 2002)

There was an explicit ‘life affirming’ quality to the album despite the sombre tones and references.  The inclusion of some pop tunes lifts the mood and was a conscious part of establishing balance.  Springsteen describes this as part of the craft of his best song writing – “like my verses are always the blues and my choruses are gospel” – and it is this increasingly religious or gospel quality that is a feature of more and more of his music.  That may be less about faith (although ‘once a Catholic, always a Catholic’) than it is about spiritual communion and collective participation in this contemporary hymnal.  The repeated ‘mantra’ (his own description) of the chorus in The Rising certainly has an enormous power, and the repeated ‘dream of life’ refrain underlines the desperate transition between this life and the next, or this life and nothing:

“It’s sort of the yin-yang of just what is (...) I think it’s the awareness of what is about to be lost (...) just the magnitude of what you’re leaving behind, what you’re giving up, and a last chance to speak to people that matter to you.” (Sweeting, 2002)

Above all, and through all his music, Springsteen is a writer, and “as a writer you respond to the events of the day.”  And somehow, it keeps authentic and significant rather than contrived and hokey.  Because he believes it. 

Devils & Dust was released in 2005 and began to explore some of the despair and disillusionment that would resurface in 2012.  One journalist has described it as:

“..arguably his most fully realised record of social commentary, an unflinching study of a nation on its knees, not knowing where, when or in what form salvation will come.” (Staunton, 2010)

Magic followed in 2007 and continued to document Springsteen’s confusion, ennui and anger in the face of political disillusionment and collective disenfranchisement.  Such themes were underlined deliberately in the live tour by Springsteen’s observations to his audience about watching “the truth get twisted into lies”, and “lies get turned around until they sound like the truth”, and explaining that “it’s not really about magic; it’s really about tricks.”  Similarly, introducing Living in the Future, Bruce reflected on the experiences of rendition, illegal wire-tapping, reduced civil liberties and “sleeping through changes that we never thought we would see.”  This is Springsteen thinking aloud – trying to figure things out for himself and perhaps for those of his audience who want to listen (Scoppa, 2010).

Working on a Dream (2009) arguably captured the hopes for the future with the new Obama administration (a point underlined by Springsteen performing on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial at the inauguration, and by his increasing readiness to speak truth to power and be overtly critical of the Bush regime). The release of Wrecking Ball some three years later provided clear testimony to the major transitions that had occurred in that period.  Wrecking Ball was much darker and angrier; an anguished howl against the fragmentation and inequities of society following the worldwide financial meltdown.  Springsteen speaks of the distance that he is trying to measure “between American reality and the American dream”, but his social criticism and conscience has a far wider resonance than this might infer.  Indeed, it is striking that Springsteen has a colossal following in the UK and throughout Europe (as evidenced in his sell-out concerts whenever he tours beyond the States).  His popularity in these parts goes beyond rock and roll and is similarly caught up in the ongoing dialogue with his audience; the questions he addresses are not only a reflection on the state of the union back home, but are – powerfully – about the universal truths of the human condition, of life and death, of people – in Springsteen’s words – whose souls are in danger (Staunton, 2010).

It is remarkably rare these days to find a writer providing relevant social commentary in music.  The legacy of folk music and protest songs is evident throughout the album and Springsteen’s immersion in the work of Woody Guthrie has left a ghostly signature, particularly on Shackled and Drawn, and Jack of All Trades.   The homage to Stephen Foster’s ‘Hard Times Come Again No More’ embedded in the title track of Wrecking Ball and resurfacing in Rocky Ground is also a nice touch.

This is not a bleak collection that harks back to Darkness on the Edge of Town (reprised so brilliantly on The Promise in 2010).  Rather it rages with defiance – take your best shot, let me see what you’ve got – and a refusal to give up.

Much has been written about the likely misinterpretation of We take care of our own for a flag waving patriotic anthem.  This was the same fate that infamously befell Born in the USA almost thirty years ago.  Springsteen is unfazed about such matters, telling a press conference in Paris that anyone who thinks this is about celebrating national glory is missing the message and “not quite thinking hard enough” (Smyth, 2012).   But this, like many of the songs, demands that people pay attention and listen to the lyrics; don’t be taken in by some of the upbeat and apparently rousing chorus lines, or the lilting waltz melodies, these belie a tough and gritty narrative.  Explaining his thinking to Jon Stewart, Springsteen elaborated:

“’We Take Care of Our Own’ is where I set out the questions that I’m going to try to answer.  The song’s chorus is posed as a challenge and a question.  Do we take care of our own? What happened to that social contract?  Where did that go over the past 30 years?  How has it been eroded so terribly? And how is it that the outrage about the erosion is just beginning to be voiced right now?” (Stewart, 2012, P.41)

These are big issues – albeit ones that Springsteen recognises he has followed through the past three decades, and that stretch back in history.  But it is the events of the past few years and the lack of accountability in politics and financial services that has seen the widening of inequalities and which lights the fuse of this album.  Springsteen described Wrecking Ball as:

“an opportunity to bring the questions that have obsessed me for a large part of my life to the forefront” (Stewart, 2012, P.42)

But he acknowledges it is the actions of those involved in Occupy Wall Street and similar protests that have begun to change the national discussion. 

Despite the hard and angry roar of the album, the music is often remarkably light and uplifting and ambitious.  The Irish folk influences of tin whistles and drums that characterised The Seeger Sessions recordings feature here once more, but there are also new and innovative techniques: a robust horn section, the extraordinary electric guitar of guest Tom Morello, and a looping electronic drumbeat. 

Religious imagery steeps this album with its references to confession, judgement day and blood on our hands.  The gospel choir style of Rocky Ground is stunningly punctuated with the unexpected input from a background female rapper, and the strangled cry from Springsteen of ‘I’m a soldier!’  Sometimes the messages are too complex and layered to be immediately obvious but the resulting blend is less about the apocalypse than about hope and redemption (‘you pray that hard times, hard times come no more’).  It is a perfect segue from Rocky Ground to Land of Hope and Dreams.  This has long been a rare gem of the live shows, and the reworking for the album suits the mood.  Saints and sinners, losers and winners, whores and gamblers; lost souls and broken hearted, we’re all there.  And we’re not alone; among the ‘sweet souls departed’ on this train is the late Big Man Clarence Clemons, and his haunting saxophone, magically inserted in the album’s mix. The long time member of the E-Street Band whose death last summer Springsteen described as “losing something elemental,” and like losing “the sea and the stars.”  His ghostly presence on the album is a fitting tribute to all the years of standing shoulder to shoulder with Bruce. The void that Clemons has left is still obvious and the nature of the band and its line-up have changed forever, but “the currents of life affect even the dream of popular music; there’s no escape.” 

Springsteen describes Land of Hope and Dreams as something he wrote when the E Street Band got back together in 1998, and which stood as the Band’s manifesto:

“In other words, we have stood for these things in the past.  This is our current statement of how we will try to stand for these things in the future.  That’s what our band is about.” (Stewart, 2012, P.42)
The live tour of Wrecking Ball has seen Jake Clemons (Clarence’s nephew) stepping up to the plate with the Band, and providing opportunities not only to celebrate that continuity, but as Springsteen describes it, to gather together “and we try to heal the parts that God broke and honor the parts that are no longer with us.”  This is clearly important for the band to acknowledge as a community, but it is also a vital shared experience that the audience participates in.  “Are we missing anybody?” asks Bruce on the live tour when he has finished introducing the band.  He asks it again, persistently, repeatedly.  It is a practised routine – one honed in rehearsal – but it is no less honest (or vital) for all that, as Remnick describes:

“When he finishes the roll call, there is a long ellipsis.  The band keeps vamping. ‘Are we missing anybody?’  Two spotlights are now trained on the organ, where Federici once sat, and at the mike where Clemons once stood.  ‘Are we missing anybody?’  Then again: ‘Are we missing anybody?..That’s right.  That’s right.  We’re missing some.  But the only thing I can guarantee tonight is that if you’re here and we’re here, then they’re here!’  He repeats this over and over, the volume of the piano and the bass rising, the drums hastening, the voices rising, until finally the song overwhelms him, and, if Springsteen has calculated correctly, there will not be an unmoved soul in the house.”

It is high risk; it could come across as shtick or as insincere parody (Bruce in full tub-thumping revivalist preacher mode), but it doesn’t; it is actually incredibly powerful and for the core audience that has been there in the lifetime conversation with Bruce for 20, 30, 40 years or more, it is a vital moment of shared grief and comfort.  Springsteen understands that this is the level the conversation needs to progress to at least for a time, as he explained to Remnick post-rehearsal:

“You’re setting out your themes.  You’re getting them comfortable, because, remember, people haven’t seen this band.  There are absences that are hanging there.  That’s what we’re about right now, the communication between the living and the gone.  Those currents even run through the dream world of pop music!”

It is exposing stuff; to embrace the feelings of loss and grief in public, and to give permission to an audience to do the same (and a process for doing so) is brave.  It hints at a mature and self-aware Springsteen who not only understands the journey he is on, but has worked hard at staying true and real.  Remnick’s piece for The New Yorker included an interview with Mrs Springsteen, Patti Scialfa, in which she acknowledged Bruce has worked things through with the support of therapy.  Gaining insight to his relationship with his father, and fearing repeating it with his own family have clearly been major battles in his adult life.  He makes light of it when talking to Jon Stewart and admitting his past habits of putting his creative needs above all other demands, but realisation dawned.  Springsteen grasped that life is transient and ephemeral and you have to seize it while you can:

“One day I realized.  ‘Wait, I’ve got it.  I’ve got more music in my head than I’m going to live to put out.’  But your son or your daughter, they’re going to be gone tomorrow or the day after.  This is what’s going to be gone, and this is what’s going to always be here, not the other way around.” (Stewart, 2012, P.44)

Springsteen acknowledges the necessity of therapy – “I’m thirty years in analysis!” – and the significance of ‘self-loathing’ and his dark side in driving his creativity and the constant search for renewal and reinvention.   At the same time he recognises the contract he holds with his audience (the ticket as a metaphorical handshake); his commitment to always doing his best and for some mutual benefit:

“You are isolated, yet you desire to talk to somebody. You are very disempowered, so you seek impact, recognition that you are alive and that you exist.  We hope to send people out of the building we play in with a slightly more enhanced sense of what their options might be, emotionally, maybe communally.  You empower them a little bit, they empower you.  It’s all a battle against the futility and the existential loneliness!  It may be that we are all huddled together around the fire and trying to fight off that sense of the inevitable.  That’s what we do for one another.” (Remnick, 2012)
Springsteen has never talked about the band stopping; stating instead that they will keep going “until they open up the ground for us and we march on down the hole” – they are there for the whole ride, right to the end.   

“It’s never going to be wrapped up.  You’re never going to hear anything called an E Street Band farewell tour – that’s never going to exist.  It just goes until it stops, and then it keeps going.” (Stewart, 2012, P.45)

Even then it may not be over; “We are Alive” proclaims the closing track of Wrecking Ball, giving voice to the ghostly dead of past conflicts and battles and offering hope of resurrection, or at least of spiritual rebirth and renewed solidarity.  When he performs it on tour he introduces the song with a story about how he and his sister used to play in the lengthening shadows of the cemetery where they went regularly with their family, particularly to visit the grave of his father’s infant sister who was hit by a truck and whose death cast a long shadow not only on Douglas Springsteen’s life but on that of Bruce and his sisters in the next generation. The ghosts are both imagined and real; their presence is tangible.

It is the connections with the past that also give hope for the future.  There is a cycle and balance to everything and the faith that ‘we stood the drought, now we’ll stand the flood’ gives a reason to carry on.  The belief in survival is complex and the rebirth is both physical and spiritual.  The ‘sweet souls departed’ from all our lives, including those from the E-Street Band, are still here - standing ‘shoulder to shoulder and heart to heart’.  We may be facing hard and challenging times, but together – artist and audience - we have a duty to ‘carry the fire and light the spark.’


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Saturday, 3 November 2012

Peter Ames Carlin: Bruce


Peter Ames Carlin Bruce, Simon & Schuster 2012, Hardback 494 pages £20.

When someone is as well known and widely recognised as Bruce Springsteen, it might be wondered what is to be learned from a new biography.  Surely the stories of the journey from the early days of the rock and roll Rat Pack on the Jersey Shore to stadium megastar and cultural symbol have all been well mined and assigned to the Springsteen canon?  However, what distinguishes this latest contribution from many earlier offerings is the unprecedented access to Springsteen that Peter Ames Carlin enjoyed, and the fact that he is an excellent storyteller. 

Speaking at the Glory Days Symposium at Monmouth University, New Jersey, back in September, Carlin read aloud from the opening chapter, and it was more like listening to a novel or a screenplay.  Carlin established his focus not by immediately describing the arrival of Bruce Springsteen (on the 23rd September 1949), but by examining events that had happened in his family a generation earlier.  The death in 1927 of five year old Virginia Springsteen (the older sister of Bruce’s father Douglas) as the result of her tricycle being hit by a truck, cast a long shadow that arguably shaped the psychology and character first of Douglas (effectively rejected by his grieving parents, Fred and Alice, and brought up in his early years by aunts), and later of Bruce himself who became the obsessive focus of his grandparents’ love for their lost child and was all but stolen as an infant from his parents.  The grandparents did more than love the child – they worshipped him; he could do no wrong and had no boundaries.  It was a strange life for a small boy and one destined to shape him as an introspective outsider with a “very vibrant internal life.”

Springsteen has spoken frequently – particularly in recent years – of the ferocious work ethic which drives him and ensures he always gives his utmost all the time (particularly evident in the legendary live shows of an intensity and duration unmatched by other bands).  He learnt that ethic from his mother; he certainly didn’t see any evidence of it in his early years in his grandparents’ home where “no one goes to work and no one is coming home, the clock is never relevant.”  The young Bruce had no structure, no rules, no constraints and no expectations of his behaviour.  No wonder when his mother reclaimed him aged six from Fred and Alice and enrolled him in school (something the grandparents had viewed as totally unnecessary) that Bruce’s relationship with authority in general and the Catholic Church in particular (he was educated by nuns) would be confrontational and miserable, and a matter of huge ambivalence to this day.

Such a childhood certainly provided fertile ground for Springsteen’s creative development and the references in his work to these early experiences are everywhere.  His relationship with his father too surfaces in many of his songs.  Often describing the tensions and their mutual lack of understanding (captured in the song Independence Day), while also respecting and acknowledging the battles Doug had in finding work and keeping his family together (Factory and Used Cars for example).  It was clear that Bruce struggled to find a connection with his father who had major demons and psychological traumas of his own and was probably bipolar.  While Doug hated the music his teenage son tried to play, his Mother Adele indulged her only son but also shared and encouraged his joy of music.

Carlin tells the full story from Bruce’s early bands of The Castilles, Earth, Child, Steel Mill, and Dr Zoom and the Sonic Boom, and many followers of Springsteen will be familiar with many of the tales.  Carlin, however, seems to have spoken to everyone still living who had anything to do with those days, and the richness of the multi-layered stories is striking.

When Springsteen signed to Columbia records as a solo artist in 1972 he also signed the now infamous management contract with Mike Appel and Laurel Canyon, and did so without the benefit of independent legal advice.  Astonishingly, the contract assigned outright ownership of Bruce’s songs to Appel.  The naive Springsteen went along with it, trusting Appel’s word that the contract was fair and honourable.  Perhaps because Bruce’s desire for success had always been about the music and recognition rather than the pursuit of money or ‘stardom’, he failed to take seriously the implications of a contract.  It was something he would come to regret deeply.  The painful experience that led to the total breakdown of trust between the two men in 1976, saw Appel issuing an injunction preventing Bruce entering a recording studio with his new producer Jon Landau, while Springsteen responded by citing multiple counts of fraud and breach of trust. Eventually in May 1977 the case was settled out of court, and while Springsteen regained his creative freedom in production and publishing, he lost his innocence and someone he had thought to be a friend.  The two eventually reconciled, or perhaps reached an accommodation, but the damage ran deep and the betrayal is etched in Springsteen’s work (particularly in The Promise).

Some of the stories re-told here have already attained near legendary status – like the tale of the night Bruce met the Big Man – saxophonist Clarence Clemons - on a stormy night in Asbury Park.  Playing at the Student Prince, the wind was howling, and – so the story goes – as Clarence pulled open the door to step into the club, it flew off its hinges and according to Clemons “blew down Kingsley.  Tumbling north toward the Wonder Bar.”  It’s one way to make a memorable entrance.  If it isn’t true – and both the late Clarence Clemons and Bruce swear it is gospel – then it should be true.  As Carlin observes, “Given the gleam in his eyes, it was difficult to figure if Clemons intended the story to be a journalistic account of actual events or an allegorical tall tale about his spiritual bond to Bruce.”  

There have been hints over the years of the darkness that lurks in Bruce (most recently in July in the extended profile for The New Yorker by David Remnick).  His need to be in control (and hence his avoidance of drugs throughout his life); his obsessive tendencies, his need to seek solitude, and his demands for perfection (what Carlin terms “the extreme focus” he brings to his work), all point towards significant issues and – at times – a troubled soul.  On the occasions when his control breaks, the resulting melt down has frequently been intense and sometimes in full public view.  Carlin relates the time when Springsteen went berserk during the depositions with Appel, and climbed on the conference table while screaming his fury.  It is hard not to think about the barely socialised pre-schooler who had never been taught control or learnt boundaries.  The other notorious incident was played out to a concert crowd on 23 September 1979 – already irritated by turning 30 and enduring public celebrations, Springsteen snapped when he saw his former girlfriend the photographer Lynn Goldsmith in the crowd.  Springsteen apparently dragged her roughly on stage, announced to the audience that this was his ex-girlfriend, and then ordered security to throw her out of the building.

His lack of skill in dealing with other people and their emotions is a recurrent theme, and the members of the E Street band have – for the first time in public - shared their hurt and distress with Carlin over the apparently peremptory manner in which he dismissed them in 1989 (and summonsed them in the same vein to return in 1995).  Some of the comments from E Street members shared with Carlin reveal the continuing pain.  Even Bruce’s beloved wingman Clarence Clemons couldn’t help but express his irritation that Bruce is in the Rock and Roll Hall of fame and deservedly so,  but what about the E Street Band?  The fact that Bruce is literally the boss and employs the other band members is also significant; and the stories of the demands he makes of everyone and “the allegations about Bruce’s penchant for fining employees who disappointed him” are at times less than edifying.

Springsteen’s response to the events of 9/11 are well known – they would lead to the release of The Rising, but in the immediate aftermath he was there to open the Telethon (with My City of Ruins), and in the days that followed a new mythology grew up around Bruce comforting the bereaved and heartbroken like some latter day Clarence Odbody.  He made unannounced telephone calls to the families of deceased fans; it is something that had considerable impact for many but something Bruce remains reluctant to discuss and which perhaps even he struggles to  understand, but maybe the obvious empathy and humanity of a mature individual was finally in charge.  When he spoke to an advance listening party with the Columbia/Sony executives prior to the record’s launch in July 2002 Bruce made it clear he wanted the disc to reach as wide an audience as possible: “It ain’t business”, he said “It’s personal.”

Carlin’s book is the first to really lift the veil on how Springsteen has dealt with his inner contradictions and turmoil.  He remains a man haunted by his early life; even at the height of his success he would drive back to his hometown of Freehold late at night and visit the empty space on Randolph Street where the house he had lived in with his grandparents used to stand, and to drive past other childhood homes.  He has had periods of intense psychological turmoil, and recognises that “things can come from way down in the well.  It’s in your DNA, in the way your body cycles.  You’re going along fine, and then, boom, it hits you.”  Springsteen has worked on finding redemption – both psychological and physical.  His pumped up intensely muscular body of Born in the USA era was the result of him discovering salvation in the gym and becoming “a big fan of meaningless, repetitive behaviour.”

Carlin observes that Bruce has “wrestled with his moods, and a psyche genetically prone to extremes, for most of his adult life.  Decades of psychotherapy helped reveal and cast light on some of his most primal traumas and conflicts, but his raw moods, and occasional descents into full-blown depression, never quite went away.”  Despite an extraordinarily productive period of his career since 2005, Springsteen knows he isn’t free of his black dog: “You manage it, you learn and evolve, but another recognition you gotta have is that these are the cards you were dealt.  These things are never going to be out of your life.  You gotta be constantly vigilant and realistic about these things.”

He is flawed, as we all are, but the periodic revelations of those flaws are – Carlin suggests – disconcerting.  There is a tension or mismatch between “the Bruce in your head” – the one created by magazine profiles, “tales of regular-guy benevolence” and by “his own musical meditations on right and wrong.”  That Bruce “doesn’t do that kind of thing.”  The expectation would be too great for anyone to bear, and as Carlin acknowledges it creates “a nearly impossible burden.” Springsteen describes at one point feeling ‘Bruced out’ by the way his image took over while he felt “Hey, that’s not me. It was never me.”  Only to add in his next breath that “It might be a little more of me than I think.”

This is a book that will be seized upon by the many loyal fans that follow Springsteen through the years, but it will also find a wider audience perhaps of those intrigued by this enigmatic, at times troubled, but essentially brilliantly creative musician and story teller.  Carlin has woven a tight and compelling tale but not hidden from view some of the contradictions, tensions and paradoxes which characterise Springsteen.  Springsteen himself welcomed Carlin into his world, shared his reflections and experiences and did all he could to ensure the writer could do his job.  As Carlin observes, in return “Bruce Springsteen made it clear that the only thing I owed him was an honest account of his life.”  Carlin seems to have honoured that expectation and deserves full credit for doing so, but the greatest respect perhaps should be given to Springsteen himself for being prepared to reveal himself so fully and imperfectly. 


Friday, 21 September 2012

Mike Appel's Darkness


In the vexatious and litigious world that often surrounds the music industry, few cases are more notorious than the 1976 lawsuit between Bruce Springsteen and his former manager and producer, Mike Appel. The contracts that Springsteen had signed when starting out gave him a poor deal on royalties, but more shockingly took away the publishing rights to his own songs.  Springsteen had been young and naive; he had also believed mistakenly that the legal document of a contract was less important than what might be agreed informally and accepted on trust.  Finding this was an error was hugely expensive in many ways, not least in an injunction that prevented Bruce from entering a recording studio with new producer Jon Landau while the lawsuit progressed.  Eventually in May 1977 the case was settled out of court, and while Springsteen regained his creative freedom in production and publishing, he lost his innocence and someone he had thought to be a friend.  These days the two men are said to be reconciled, or to have found an accommodation.  Appel described when he and Springsteen met for lunch after the extended estrangement and “it was like there had never, ever been any problems between us whatsoever”; but the reality may be rather different and certainly more complex.

A few days ago (15th September) Mike Appel addressed a symposium on Bruce Springsteen gathered at Monmouth University, West Long Branch, New Jersey.  His anecdotes and recollections of the early days were amusing enough – some familiar tales (the story behind securing the covers of Time and Newsweek in the same week), and others less so, and they bear repetition. But his comments on Springsteen’s character and creative output since 1977 suggest more than a little ongoing resentment and disrespect. “Nice to be among kindred spirits for a change” Appel said at the start of his talk, but he may have misinterpreted the welcoming applause for support and assumed he would be met with uncritical acceptance.  He has a book to sell (Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band: A rock and roll manifesto), and it seems this is his chance to put his side of the story and he wasn’t about to admit he had got anything wrong 35 years ago.  In fairness, Appel acknowledges the enormous contribution of Springsteen, his commitment to performance, and his integrity in being committed to music and avoiding the worst excesses of commercial involvement and sponsorship, compared to many contemporary “hucksters” and “bankers with guitars”.  The comment that Bruce had not been writing songs with a prime motivation to make money and become wealthy, but for the sheer love of his craft, although fundamentally true, began to sound more than a little like self-justification coming from Appel.

The background to the breakup of the Springsteen/Appel partnership was recalled in Appel’s account of the heavily pressured and endless recording sessions around Born to Run, and in what Appel referred to obliquely as “all the subterfuge” that was going on and the high price that “each was paying and would pay individually.”  Bruce himself has spoken about the agony of creating the Born to Run album (particularly on the ‘Wings for Wheels’ DVD), as have other members of the E Street Band, with the endless takes and remixing to find the perfect sound.  Appel referenced the “tedious, strained, many times completely unproductive or counter-productive, emotionally upsetting, juvenile recording sessions.”  And he wondered what might have been concocted “in a more pleasant atmosphere.”

There were some apparently throw away lines – Appel commented that Bruce is not obstinate for the sake of being obstinate most of the time”, but there were clearly some underlying feelings running here.  In the Q&A session following his talk he was asked who is the most stubborn, Mike Appel or Bruce Springsteen?  Appel said “I actually think I am; I have more Irish in me than he does”, but this was far from being a mea culpa moment.  Asked if he had regrets, or if there were things he wished he had done differently Appel was defiant: “No; I wish there were a few things he did differently!”  He repeated the familiar story about how he had wanted Bruce to tour with a circus tent and he regretted Bruce wanted none of it; and he is still convinced it would have been the right thing to do: “It would have been – should have been – a great event in his career, but there were other people that thought it was too silly (...) that’s one of my regrets, that we were not able to do that.”

It is well documented that Appel did not want Springsteen to do the album that would become Darkness on the Edge of Town, and Appel referred to this issue and his preference at the time for Bruce instead to release a live album, giving him enough time to “write commensurate songs to those that were on ‘Born to Run’.”  Appel is dismissive of Darkness, claiming that Springsteen himself has said if there was one record he could take back it would be that one.  This seems a ludicrous claim; in 2010 Springsteen released The Promise collection that included the ‘lost sessions’ of 1977/78 that could have been on Darkness.  There were more than 40 songs that had been written, but only one album was released, although Springsteen is unequivocal: “I still believe it’s the right one.”

It could have been a different record, continued Appel, and added that he “can’t judge Bruce Springsteen’s other records because I wasn’t a part of that.”  No one would argue that Born to Run is not an outstanding record and in many ways the defining album of Springsteen’s career, but it is churlish and petty to suggest – as Appel seemed to be – that everything has been downhill since.  At this point Appel spoke – astonishingly - as if addressing Bruce directly and continued: “there are a couple [of songs] on Darkness that are OK...but there is not quite the lyrical excitement – the graphic lyrics and imagery isn’t quite there.  So for me, if you were trying to copy Born to Run, you didn’t make it.  If you were trying to go some other way, then OK, that’s your focus, who am I to say anything about it?” But it was already said; for Appel, Springsteen’s genius ended with Born to Run; he cannot see past the end of their professional relationship.  That is sad on a personal level, but to dismiss the creative output of everything that Springsteen has gone on to achieve because it isn’t Born to Run is both hugely arrogant and extraordinarily misguided.  In the sleeve notes to The Promise Springsteen wrote about how he hoped aged 27 he had written something “that would continue to fill me with purpose and meaning in the years to come”; looking back over the years Darkness has done that for him and he acknowledged that he owed “the choices we made then and that young man” respect.  It is unfortunate that after all these years Mike Appel still seems unable to acknowledge the same.   

Tuesday, 17 July 2012

Hyde Park Thunder



You remember particular gigs for different reasons.  Saturday’s Hyde Park show at Hard Rock Calling for Bruce Springsteen and the E-Street Band is already infamous for the peremptory nature of its ending (of which more later), but that should not overshadow what was – by any standard – an extraordinary show and one of those that in years to come we’ll just sit around talking about the old times, telling boring stories of glory days and saying ‘Yes, I was there’.

Bruce had kept us on a string all day.  We were convinced he would come on stage during Tom Morello’s set, but he didn’t, and it would perhaps have been an anti-climax when Tom joined Bruce and the Band during the main show.  We weren’t anticipating Bruce introducing John Fogerty’s set, nor returning for ‘Rocking all over the world’; but that was a great taster of things to come.  By the time Bruce arrived on stage at 7.20, we were more than ready.  But what an entrance!  It would have been too predictable to repeat the opening of three years ago (with The Clash’s ‘London Calling’), but for Bruce to begin a show by chatting to a hushed audience and explaining that he was going to do a song that he first performed on British soil was both unexpected and a total gift. A frisson rippled through the crowd at the realisation that he was about to do ‘Thunder Road’; a lovely, stripped down and poetic version with Bruce almost a cappella – starting himself off with a single note on the harmonica, and Roy Bittan quietly accompanying him on piano.  And 70,000 word-perfect fans singing like a massed choir.  My all-time favourite Bruce song, and he even played air guitar while singing it.

Could it get any better?  Practically everything you would want was there: some terrific songs all the way through – both old and new, and the much anticipated Tom Morello doing his thing on ‘Ghost of Tom Joad’ was unforgettable.  I would have loved to hear Jungleland, particularly with Jake Clemons being on such great form and stepping into the Big Man’s shoes so well and with such respect (and being received with great affection and warmth by the audience); he would have nailed that sax solo.  I was desperate too for ‘10th Avenue Freeze out’ but that was not to be.

The one request that Bruce picked from the crowd was a great moment – Bruce had some fun commenting on all the places the requestor had followed them around Europe making the same obscure plea but to no avail.  Tonight was his night and ‘Take ‘em as they come’ (unknown to all but the most dedicated fans and released on Tracks in 1998) took off.  Not played live for almost a decade, but you would never have known – Bruce was on the money with the lyrics and the band was right with him.  And the guy in the front row who had asked for this song, and his young son were singing their hearts out all the way through.  And shedding a few tears.  That’s what a Bruce gig is all about.

The biggest surprise came after ‘Dancing in the Dark’ with the arrival of Sir Paul McCartney – a gracious Bruce remarking he has waited 50 years for this moment to happen. ‘I saw her standing there’ and an extended ‘Twist and Shout’ were history-making moments, even for cynics like me who think Macca is past his prime – he was rejuvenated by the magic powers of the E-Street Band playing live.  As Bruce has often pointed out, miracles happen when they walk out on stage, and suddenly they are all 16 years old again; it isn’t really about tricks – it’s really about magic, and the spell was working on Saturday night.  And then, as we know, the show organisers pulled the plug on the amplifiers and the show was killed stone dead for the crime of busting through an absurdly early curfew.  Another 15 minutes or so and things would have ended anyway and done so on a proper high rather than as a damp squib.  The real shame was that the closer would no doubt have included the anticipated ‘10th Avenue Freeze Out’ – always a classic of Bruce’s live set, but since the death of wingman Clarence Clemons last year, this has been included in the tour as a particular tribute to the Big Man.  The officiousness of Westminster City Council and concert organisers Live Nation in unplugging Springsteen robbed everyone of an extraordinary finale, but ensured this particular show will be legendary.

Friday, 24 February 2012

Hard times come again

For die-hard fans of Bruce Springsteen the release of a new album is a rare and much anticipated event.  Some three years since his last studio album (Working on a Dream), Wrecking Ball is set for release on March 5. The mood this time could not be more different.  Working on a Dream captured the hope for the future with the new Obama administration (and Springsteen performed it on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial at the inauguration), but Wrecking Ball is altogether darker and angrier; an anguished howl against the fragmentation and inequities of society following the worldwide financial meltdown.  Springsteen speaks of “the distance between American reality and the American dream”, but this social conscience has much wider resonance.

It is astonishingly rare these days to find a writer providing relevant social commentary in music.  The legacy of folk music and protest songs is evident throughout the album and Springsteen’s immersion in the work of Woody Guthrie has left a ghostly signature, particularly on Shackled and Drawn, and Jack of All Trades.   The homage to Stephen Foster’s ‘Hard Times Come Again No More’ embedded in the title track of Wrecking Ball and resurfacing in Rocky Ground is also a nice touch.

This is not a bleak collection that harks back to the ilk of Darkness on the Edge of Town (reprised so brilliantly on The Promise in 2010).  Rather it rages with a defiance – take your best shot, let me see what you’ve got – and a refusal to give up.
Much has been written about the likely misinterpretation of We take care of our own for a flag waving patriotic anthem.  This was the same fate that infamously befell Born in the USA more than 25 years ago.  Springsteen is unfazed about such matters, telling a press conference in Paris last week that anyone who thinks this is about celebrating national glory is missing the message and “not quite thinking hard enough.”   But this, like many of the songs, demands that people pay attention and listen to the lyrics; don’t be taken in by some of the upbeat and apparently rousing chorus lines, or the lilting waltz melodies, these belie a tough and gritty narrative.
Despite the hard and angry roar of the album, the music is often remarkably light and uplifting and ambitious.  The Irish folk influence of tin whistles and drums that characterised The Seeger Sessions recordings feature here once more, but there are also new and innovative techniques: a robust horn section, the extraordinary electric guitar of guest Tom Morello, and a looping electronic drumbeat.  At 62 Springsteen is not afraid to push the boundaries and try new things.  He has spoken about these years being ‘the victory laps’ with nothing left to prove.  For some that would be a cue for complacency and trading on past glories, but Springsteen still has causes to fight and injustices to condemn.  
Springsteen is an enigma.  An intelligent but largely self-educated observer and commentator; he is the eponymous ‘rich man in a poor man’s shirt’ who – despite his huge success and significant personal wealth - remains in touch not only with his origins but with the concerns of ordinary working people.  He has spoken often of growing up in a Catholic household where his father was broken by his working life and where his mother just got on with the daily demands of keeping the family together and food on the table. 
Religious imagery steeps this album with its references to confession, judgement day and blood on our hands.  The gospel choir style of Rocky Ground is stunningly punctuated with the unexpected input from a background female rapper, and the strangled cry from Springsteen of ‘I’m a soldier!’  Sometimes the messages are too complex and layered to be immediately obvious but the resulting blend is less about the apocalypse than about hope and redemption (‘you pray that hard times, hard times come no more’).  It is a perfect segue from Rocky Ground to Land of Hope and Dreams.  This has long been a rare gem of the live shows, and the reworking for the album suits the mood.  Saints and sinners, losers and winners, whores and gamblers; lost souls and broken hearted, we’re all there.  And we’re not alone; among the ‘sweet souls departed’ on this train is the late Big Man Clarence Clemons, and his haunting saxophone. The long time member of the E-Street Band whose death last summer Springsteen described as “losing something elemental.”  His presence on the album is a fitting tribute to all the years of standing shoulder to shoulder with Bruce. The void that Clemons has left is still obvious and the nature of the band and its line-up have changed forever, but “the currents of life affect even the dream of popular music; there’s no escape.” 
Springsteen has never talked about the band stopping; stating instead that they will keep going “until they open up the ground for us and we march on down the hole.”  Even that may not be the end; We are Alive proclaims the closing track, giving voice to the dead of past conflicts and battles and offering hope of resurrection, or at least of spiritual rebirth and renewed solidarity.