Born To Run è senzaltro il miglior album rock di tutti
i tempi :Sm7: così come, anni fa, un sondaggio tra
esperti della BBC e della rivista "Time" votò
il singolo, da cui prende nome l' album, miglior canzone
rock di tutti i tempi.
Naturalmente anch' io, come te, adoro "il primo"
Springsteen. Agli album che hai citato aggiungo "The River",
splendido doppio album :Sm26:
Dall' album "The Wild..." metto su il mio pezzo preferito:
"Incident on 57th Street"
Spanish Johnny drove in from the underworld
last night with bruised arms and broken rhythm
and a beat-up old Buick but dressed just like dynamite
He tried sellin' his heart to the hard girls over
on Easy Street
But they said, "Johnny, it falls apart so easy and you
know hearts these days are cheap"
And the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're
a cheater"
Well, the pimps swung their axes and said, "Johnny, you're
a liar"
And from out of the shadows came a young girl's voice, said: "Johnny don't cry"
Puertorican Jane, oh won't you tell me what's your name
I want to drive you down to the other side of town where paradise ain't so crowded and there'll be action goin'
down on Shanty Lane tonight
All the golden heeled fairies in a real bitch-fight pull
thirty-eights and kiss their girls goodnight
Goodnight, it's alright, Jane
Now let them black boys in to light the soul flame
We may find it out on the street tonight, baby
Or we may walk until the daylight, maybe
Well, like a cool Romeo he made his moves, oh she looked
so fine
Like a late Juliet she knew she'd never be true but then
she really didn't mind
Upstairs a band was playin' and the singer was singin'
something about going home
She whispered, "Spanish Johnny, you can leave me tonight,
but just don't leave me alone"
And Johnny cried, "PuertoRican Jane, word is down the
cops have found the vein"
Them bare foot boys left their homes for the woods
Them little barefoot street boys, they said their homes
ain't no good
They left the corners, threw away their switchblade knives
and kissed each other goodbye
Johnny was sittin' on the fire escape watchin' the kids
playin' down the street,
He called down, "Hey little heroes, summer's long but
I guess it ain't very sweet around here anymore,
Janey sleeps in sheets damp with sweat, Johnny sits up
alone and watches her dream on, dream on,
And the sister prays for lost souls then breaks down in
the chapel after everyone's gone.
Jane moves over to share her pillow but opens her eyes to
see Johnny up and putting his clothes on,
She says, "Those romantic young boys, all they ever want to
do is fight,
Those romantic young boys, they're callin' through the
window:
Hey, Spanish Johnny, you want to make a little easy money tonight?"
And Johnny whispered, "Goodnight, it's all tight Jane,
I'll meet you tomorrow night on Lover's Lane
We may find it out on the street tonight now baby
Or we may walk until the daylight, baby."
Goodnight, it's alright Jane, I'm gonna meet you tomorrow
night on Lover's Lane,
We can find it out on the street tonight, baby,
Or we may walk until it's daylight, maybe.
Appena posso mi piacerebbe iniziare un lavoro di recensione
dei miei album preferiti del Boss.
Intanto, quali altre preferenze hai in fatto di musica?
[Modificato da macallan 17/01/2005 17.01]