I'm (still) On Fire

Our ears have stopped ringing, but throats are still sore from shouting and hands tender from all that clapping. Charlie was happy to hear "Lonesome Day" and "Tenth Avenue Freeze-out", Mike was glad to hear "The Promised Land" and "Rosalita", we danced through the rolicing "American Land", and loved the sign requested "Good Lovin" that the band had never played together before. Max Weinberg's son Jay (18 years old!) played the first hour, AMAZING energy.

The man just does not slow down, at all. Nearly three hours of non-stop music-such energy, and enthusiasm, and pure delight. Heard from Charlie on the way to the car: "That was the best night of my life". The 20,000 + fans in attendance clearly agreed. We loved our seats behind the stage (yes, we purposely chose them) as we were about 40 feet from the man when he performed, seemingly, just for us. It is such an intimate shot of how the band works, and we really enjoyed the behind-the-scenes action.

Highlight of the night? After the concert, we went down a couple of rows to the rail, where they exit out back from under the stage. Bruce stopped to acknowledge the few fans who had stayed behind, saw Charlie, and pointed directly at him, with a big smile on his face. (He seems to really get a kick out of having younger fans at his shows). Charlie will never forget that moment (and neither will his parents!)

(all photos from Backstreets.com-where you can find full reviews and set-lists from the St. Paul show, and all others on the current tour. They have great Bruce merchandise too, which would make any Springsteen fan swoon). Which is what I was doing, when he played "I'm on Fire" last night...