10:34 PM
Music· Pastime Walking in the past

It's not just his voice....or the way he plays his guitar, it's his foot pounding on the stage in rhythm to the beat. It's quiet parts where he stops playing his guitar and his voice takes on a whispery sound and he reachs out with his hands and he pours out everything he's ever felt and it washes over me and reaches deep inside me...

His music is amazing, but it's his performances that are magic. Even watching it on TV, it's all there, on the outdoor stage at the VMAs with a soft foggy rain blowing over him and Miami Steve and Clarence....and then they cut away to the VMA opening credits and accompanying music and the moment is gone.

Bruuuuuuuuuuce, Bruuuuuuuuuuce....

I remember the stories he would tell, about driving thru the swamps of Jersey, they'd be playing some song and around the middle, the music would get quiet and he'd start talking and Steve and Clarence would come in close and share the microphone and he'd tell this story.

And nobody would leave, even at the end, they'd turn the lights on while he sang Rosalita come out tonight and people would stand up and clap and stomp and sing along. And nobody would leave.

Bruuuuuuuuuuuce, Bruuuuuuuuuuuuce....