Mayo

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    edge of town
  • Springsteen fan since?
    1996
  • Does Mary's dress wave or sway?
    sway, definitely
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    Travel<br />Football<br />Movies<br />Springsteen
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  1. There was the initial video release with lyrics which included the lyric "There ain't no help, the Calvary stayed home" (and that also was what it sounded like he sang), and there was a discussion about the theological implications of his lyrics. This was before the album dropped. I think it was corrected shortly thereafter and now the official lyrics are "cavalry" which makes more sense. I just did a search and found an article from 2012 which mentions it too: https://www.reuters.com/article/idUS354066998520120119
  2. I hear you on the scattered release, but I'd take new music over re-worked old music every time. If the boxed set included an electric Nebraska, a pristine copy of Kansas City Night (audio) and a full concert on video, then I might be with you.
  3. Great song, once he sorted out cavalry vs calvary issue. I'd have much preferred it over all those plays of Wrecking Ball in any show from that tour. Oh, well, sometimes Bruce's preferences are not the same as mine!
  4. The last "big one" I haven't heard live (aside from super rarities like Thundercrack).
  5. He's entered the Twilight Johnny Cash years. Hopefully Bruce will have a much longer run yet to go. Seems a lot healthier than Cash was at 70, that's for sure.
  6. Has he entered his twilight Johnny Cash period? His voice sounds like it.
  7. Bruce said it was by request. I've wondered what the song meant to the requester. At any rate, it seemed magical to me then, and still does.
  8. I have one Bruce-related story that I want to share. An important anniversary is coming up, and I've been listening to Bruce a lot recently with Western Stars, so this story has been on my mind. I became a Springsteen fan in the late 1990's with the rise of Napster. Someone at my school had a collection of Bruce recordings on his computer, and I found it through Napster (this was a closed, Ethernet-connected college campus, amazing speeds for the day). Anyway, I was hooked by Brilliant Disguise solo acoustic (later on discovered it must have been a Christic show recording) and really got into his music around that time. So over the next 4-5 year period I filled out the back catalogue (starting with Live 1975/85 which in retrospect was an inspired choice, followed by the 3-CD discount Greetings/WIESS/Darkness set, etc) and eventually purchased Tracks. About this time The Rising was released, and I was absolutely hooked. So, in 2002 I was in medical school, and it was a real challenging time. Lots of stress-- in the classroom, on the wards, personal life, everything was hard and everything was a challenge. I had a great study group, though, and formed a tight-knit group with 3 other students in my class. One was a young woman named Lauren. She was from a small town near Winston Salem, NC, and she wanted to become a neonatologist. She and I were anatomy lab partners from Day 1, doing dissections over several hours at a time. We got along and formed a study group with two other students in our class. Over the first two years of school, our group worked together closely; we practiced physical examination skills on each other, attended workshops together, ate together, studied for hours together at the school and in our apartments. Occasionally we'd do social events outside of class. Over the two-plus years we were partners, it became evident that (1) Lauren had something going on that wasn't healthy for her, and (2) she didn't want to talk about it. She appeared underweight, and sometimes she seemed particularly pale or and ashen. She would cook but not eat, or if we got dinner together she'd order something small and push it around her plate. She was an avid runner and was the only one of us to have a treadmill in her living room. And so on. Eventually we worked it out that she had anorexia nervosa. Classic case, it turned out, often paired with depression which I thought maybe she had also. No one felt comfortable just up and confronting her about it, but I felt like I had to do something. So, one evening after a study session on the way to our cars, I brought it up, that the 3 of us were concerned about her and that we were there for her. She expressed thanks for our concern and went on her way. Some time after that, I made Lauren a mix CD of various songs that we all liked and/or that I thought she would like. I was trying to reach out to her in my own way. I don't recall all of the tracks, but one of the songs was Sad Eyes, by Bruce Springsteen. The lyrics (and music) were so apropos for how I felt about the situation: "Every day here you come walking / I hold my tongue, I don't do much talking / You say you're happy and you're doin' fine / Well go ahead baby I got plenty of time / because sad eyes never lie." When I gave her the disc I made a point to ask her to listen closely to that song and if she ever wanted to talk I would be there to listen to her. So, that was that for a while. Third year started, we started our clinical clerkships, and our group was scattered hither and yon. Several months later, when we were in town together, Lauren and I finally met up for coffee. She explained yes, she had anorexia and had it since she was a teenager. She had recently been "forced" into a residential eating disorder treatment program, taking a leave of absence from UNC, and that she vowed to never be forced to go through that again. She was fierce and angry and tearful; I remember it like yesterday. I expressed sympathy but felt at a loss to help besides listen to her and try to be a confident for her. I didn't know what else to do. That was in the spring of 2003. We talked a little after that, but clerkships took us away again over the next several months. We didn't talk for several months Then, on August 21, 2003 I got a call from my old study partner (one of the 3 mentioned above) that Lauren was found dead at home in her own bed. She seemed to have died of "natural causes," meaning complications from her anorexia. My girlfriend (now wife) and I met her parents a couple of days later to clear out her apartment. That was a very sad day. Her mother asked me about the CD and I explained that I was just trying to reach her and that I was sorry. At her funeral, along with her other mementos, was the CD with the playlist written out. I spoke at the funeral. Springsteen came to Chapel Hill on September 14, 2003 during the Rising Tour, and my now-wife and I saw the show, our first. He didn't play Sad Eyes that night, but it was still an emotional experience. I was with the woman who would become my wife, medical school's end was in sight, we had just buried one of my best friends and I was coming to grips with that; but despite that, many hard times had passed and there was light at the end of the tunnel. The Rising was the perfect album for that time in my life Fast forward two years. I had graduated medical school and started residency in Birmingham, AL. I was engaged, and many of our wedding-related activities would feature the music of Bruce Springsteen. My fiance and I drove over to Atlanta to catch the Devils and Dust tour. On July 23, 2005 (less than 3 months before the wedding), Bruce played Philips Arena. You may recall which song had its world premier that night (as stated by the man himself before launching into it). It was Sad Eyes. The song was recorded on January 25, 1990 shortly after the break-up of the E St Band, and was finally released on Tracks in 1998. It was never played live in any shows before that night. Even more amazingly, it has not been played since, including hundreds (thousands?) of nights over several worldwide tours. This is quite unusual for a Springsteen track, and makes that night's performance even more remarkable. You may listen to it and think it's a bit romantic for a friend's mix CD, but my musical breadth was such that of all the songs that conveyed what I wanted to convey, this was the best (as I gave her the disc I explained the above rationale and said to ignore the part referencing getting ready for a date, as we were platonic friends). The song to me never was exactly a romantic song, as romance isn't the crux of the meaning. The song really is about someone who won't admit something to themselves, and another person noting that and waiting for the right time to address it. In this case it was Lauren's eating disorder, and me wanting to offer some relief to my friend who was suffering from it. I am just sorry that she succumbed to it in the end, despite my efforts (and the efforts of her parents and friends over the years, as well as other SOM classmates). It is one of my life's regrets that she is not with us today. I take some comfort that her memory lives on in our lives. We have kept in touch with her parents, and wouldn't you know that we named our youngest daughter Lauren. Our Lauren is a true joy (a real ham to be honest) and brings such happiness to our lives. The UNC SOM class of 2004 established an award in her name, the Brett J. Pearce and Lauren K. Brown Memorial Award (Brett was a student with cystic fibrosis who died during school - also a really special guy.) The award is given to a senior medical student who shares their qualities of generosity and compassion for those in need, dedication to service, and unwavering commitment to high ideals. This senior is nominated and chosen by classmates who feel he or she has made a significant contribution to the education and personal growth of their peers. As for Bruce Springsteen, I have seen the Boss many times since then, have hundreds of concerts on bootlegs, and my wife and I remain devoted fans. We met him during his book tour, got autographs, and even named our dog after him. However, I think that forever my favorite Bruce concert moment will be that world premier in Atlanta.
  9. So much this! Agree 100% on your criteria. That's why I voted for 8/20/1981 on Nugs.
  10. My 8 year-old daughter just asked me, all on her own, to put Western Stars on her iPod (yes, grandma was very good to her a couple years back). A tear came to my eye. This is a gateway album for my kids. I feel like I've won this round of parenting.
  11. Have to wonder when it will be released on an album proper. Another High Hopes somewhere down the line?
  12. Hear hear! I have very few of these recent releases (say, 2014 onwards) -- $$$ and time, ya know -- but I do have this gem. Amazing for a stadium show. I think it was the longest show on US soil (?) to boot.
  13. The militant grammarians adhere to the Oxford Dictionary of English as their preferred "prescriptive" guide; ergo, the submodification of "unique" is grammatically acceptable. Again I say, "Down with pedants!"