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  1. 4 hours ago, ulfhpersson said:

    You could read The Fuse as an expression of a individualistic worldview of and a corresponding reaction to this view of the world. The individual is alienated from the society: he or she has no real understanding of what is going on in the world, can not fit the signs of this world into a coherent and understandable picture. He och she only see these signs naked of meaning: slow shaking cars, the movement of the flag, red sheets. But if one is so disconnected to what is going on in the society, one still feels that something somewhere is wrong. And so, not only movements in the society tells you that. Even nature proclaims it: trees on fire, blood moon. And so, every movement in society and nature is a warning: Devilś on the horizon line.

    But the alienated man or women understand nothing of what is going on, they are in one way or other surely aware of that the fuse is burning, but they can not imagine, that they together with other people collectively could do something or at least intervene.

    In their of the surrounding society empty room they do not see, that they give up their responsibility as human beings.

    Perhaps is that cruelty and bestiality so perversely embraced in the house of Hey Blue Eyes what the house of The Fuse is empty of. If so, my last sentence above has to be softened.

  2. You could read The Fuse as an expression of a individualistic worldview of and a corresponding reaction to this view of the world. The individual is alienated from the society: he or she has no real understanding of what is going on in the world, can not fit the signs of this world into a coherent and understandable picture. He och she only see these signs naked of meaning: slow shaking cars, the movement of the flag, red sheets. But if one is so disconnected to what is going on in the society, one still feels that something somewhere is wrong. And so, not only movements in the society tells you that. Even nature proclaims it: trees on fire, blood moon. And so, every movement in society and nature is a warning: Devilś on the horizon line.

    But the alienated man or women understand nothing of what is going on, they are in one way or other surely aware of that the fuse is burning, but they can not imagine, that they together with other people collectively could do something or at least intervene.

    In their of the surrounding society empty room they do not see, that they give up their responsibility as human beings.

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  3. 1 hour ago, Promise61 said:

    It's just a flippin' song, ffs.

    I have to say that most of you are absolutely ferkn barking mad, and should take long walks in the woods, swim in the sea and sing hymns to the silence.

     

     

    In my opinion, Mr Springsteen's work, from Greetings to Tunnel is a real masterpiece, one of the most important works about human relations we have to try to understand, as important as the works of Proust, Joyce and Beckett.

    Of course, you can reduce it to everything you like, but Mr Springsteen's work is also expressed in words, and he himself was aware early on, that words was the medium, in which he, more than any other medium, could express himself.

    To say its just a song, is, in my opinion. to defy Mr Springsteen's ambition, to find out, whats the essence of human life is.

    I do not care, whatever view you take, you have all the right in the world to do so, but why pretend that it has some value whatever, if you do not give any proof of it.  To say something, and then not give us any proof of it, i. e. not to bother to give it an argumentation, who do you think will accept such an view? To try reduce Mr Springsteen's work to some unintelligent emotion, well it makes me sad.

    It is a much stronger ambition needed, if you want to understand, what this work really want too say us all.

    I have said it before, and I can say it again: Mr Springsteen's work is the Ulysses of our time.

    We just have to be the dogs on the main street, to hear, what the poet wants to tell us.

     

     

  4. 1 hour ago, el sergio said:

    Right, because "Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays", it is a vision, all imagination ;)

    Perhaps, and perhaps not. Mary is not a vision; she is like a vision. She has some reality (when in relation to the hero) and some unreality (when mirrored in the values of the town). She, one may say, appears as her real I is distorted by her own reflection in values that degrades her.  She, of course is also like a vision for the hero: in her he sees his and hers possibility to escape the town(s values).

  5. For the Hero, who speaks in Thunder Road, the essence of the world is the Order which returns any deviation from the Order back to the Order. This is an Order from which the Hero wants to escape. The path on which he intends to flee must of course begin in the Order. But it is a path that does not exist in the Order. Hence it must be created by the Hero. To create this way out of the Order is also to create a deviation from it. It is therefore an activity that meets resistance from the Order. In other words: the Hero must fight against this resistance. Now, this resistance is everywhere, even in the language. And hence, in the beginning he as a hero is not real. He's a voiceless Hero. To be Hero, however, is to speak and work for a way out of the Order. He must therefore come to words. He does this through a detour. By getting the Orders silent things to sound, he lay the beginning of the road; and as soon he is able to get such a steady and safe non-orderly rhythm in dead things and in his own tbody and soul, he may come to words, even if these here in the beginning just seems to express the Order:

    The screen door slams.

    But soon the degree of subjectivity increases:

    Mary´s dress sways, Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays, Roy Orbinson singing for the lonely.

    And then, suddenly, the subject emerges:

    Hey that's me and I want you only.

    His words are addressed to Mary. She is almost one with the Order, and he wants to save her from its voiceless, subject-depriving oppression. He tells her he knows a way out. This way is what he himself is now building. It has a name: Thunder Road. And he appeals to her to accompany him on a journey along it.

    But she hesitates, of course. For she looks upon herself through the Order. She mirrors herself in it, and finds herself to be not beautiful enough, not young enough. Surely, she is not satisfied how her life has turned out. But as a part of the Order, she can not believe in a miracle like Thunder Road. In the Order it is impossible to even imagine such a dynamic, energetic life and an real I that can choose such a life. Instead she passively dreams of a savior who will deliver her from the Order. She has suitors, of course, but they, unlike the hero, have not understood, that she, if she wants to free herself from the Order, must, as a I, take the first steps herself on Thunder Road. No, they degrade, devalue her. They do not see her as a subject. They have certainly distanced themselves a little from the dumbness of the Order, but not much, for they lack words, can only shout her name or circle her in silence with promises which, when she approaches them, they do not know how to fulfill; and soon she sees them return into the Order.

    But the Hero, he talks to her, and he talks about the joy of life awaiting on Thunder Road. The journey along this road promises everything that deviates from the Order: freedom from the oppressing silence of the Order, freedom from its unexciting from-A-to-B-and-from-there-back-to-A-routes, freedom to say I. Yes, Thunder Road is the promise of a real talking walking life, of a lively wind blowing through your hair. It is an exchange of the wings of unreality against the wheels of reality, of the unlimited, surprising journeys of the roads. Thunder Road, he says, carries to The Promised Land. Those, he says, who do not seek this kingdom, they are lost to the Order.

    Well, now it's all said. Now it's up to Mary to decide: should she, or should she not take the step from her porch of Order to his automobile of Thunder Road? In the end, it's on this her choice his and her future depends. Because he knows, that alone can no one travel along Thunder Road. But he has said, what he came to say. And so, awaiting Marys answer, he slowly loses his words, he begins to dissolve as a subject and return back into the Order.

    But Mary does not answer, remains silent. And so he slides slowly but relentlessly into the silence.

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  6. On 12/23/2021 at 5:06 AM, Daisey Jeep said:

    i am just old enough to remember the end of the Vietnam war on tv

    i remember the protests and more importantly just how long it took the veterns in this country to get any sort of recognition let alone support even from the RSA  (returned servicemen's association) and our guys were all volunteers

    as a very young teen and lover of music videos i had no doubt in my mind what that song was about and as a budding rightie very anti communist pro-Reagan young'in i sometimes found the anti American sentiment a bit grating but also understandable from the verterns perspective - and i only read born on the 4th of July in the last 20 years !

    still when i hear it in concert i want to have Jimmy by my side

     

    i do not really understand what you mean here: do you want the song to mean something else, than what the song means? - i too remember the war. the  pictures sent on tv back then, well it was the only real school i ever attended too. and as always, I have little understanding for the ones, who feels more pity for the veterans coming back from the vietnam war, than for the people of vietnam, who was suffering the former's agression. as for the maltreatment of the, - not heroes, but the US own victims of the war, it is interesting to hear Orson Welles talking about the misery of the real heroes of WW2, who also was mistreated by the US government, especially if they were of the working class.

    anyway, as usual, i appreciate your very personal and straightforward way writings. i wish, i had some of those qualities.

  7. 4 hours ago, el sergio said:

    "Presidential candidates have misappropriated the song ever since, most recently in 2016 when then-candidate Donald Trump added “Born in the USA” to his pre-rally playlist. It’s no surprise that Trump would reinvent the song’s meaning to suit his own purposes; he does that with almost everything. But it reinforced the false narrative about the song’s message for a whole new generation of Americans, ones quick to latch on to simple sound bites without looking for the deeper meaning. In an ironic twist, crowds at later rallies actually booed the song, at least in part because of Springsteen’s support for Trump’s rival Hillary Clinton.

    One would like to think they actually booed it because they disagreed with the song’s scathing assessment of America, which still holds true for far too many today. That’s giving them too much credit, though; they probably never listened to more than the chorus.

    All of this may seem like a tempest in a teapot to many of you, but it’s not. Even our music, film, and books — maybe especially our music, film, and books — are part of our history; twisting the true meaning of any of them distorts that history. The very fact that so many today consider songs like “Born in the USA,” “This Land is Your Land,” and Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “Fortunate Son” to be “patriotic” songs shows how far we have to go in battling for historical truth, even in our favorite songs."

    Springsteen’s “Born in the USA” is Still Completely Misunderstood Today | Beat

    I could not agree more. But - do we not have to acknowledge, that Born in the USA has two faces? And that one of these can be used by the ones, who has such an inclination, to reinforce their nationalistic views? So, I would say, "battling for historical truth" must in this case also mean to explain these two faces, not just to correct one false meaning with a true one, which, since the song has two faces, also is false.

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  8. Mr Springsteen is selling the right to his music-catalogue, and I ,well, I would say that this transaction is very logical.

    Since Nebraska, his goal, I dare say, has been, not to create extraordinary artistic use values, but – to create himself as a extraordinary exchange value.

    He himself, not his art, is the product.

    He is today of greater value than this work.

    And what can be more of a proof of that he himself, not his work, is the fundamentally real value, than to sell his work?

    I once wrote about Born in the USA, that this album was a result of Mr Springsteen's necessity to make him free from his heroes.

    Now, in the end, he (perhaps) has succeeded.

  9. On 12/3/2021 at 11:07 PM, badlands78 said:

    Just read Erik Flannigan’s essay and it sounds like he got a case of clinical depression from “Stolen Car”, “Wreck On The Highway”, and “Point Blank”.  He makes multiple references to this trio in the set.  Sheesh!  It’s only rock and roll!

    The Don Quixote of Badlands is gone. He and his dearest traveled to the sea to wash away the sin of racing. But the warning he gave in the end of his story to the ones who may try to stop him, is a clear expression of the lingering on of his racing-mentality.

    The hero of the story tries to unite two opposite poles: Racing and Relations.

    Racing is a metaphor for a kind of creativity that excludes relations to other people. Relations, of course, has no place for such a creativity.

    Now we meet such a man. He once settled down in a little house on the edge of town, and tried to realize his existence in the relation to his wife. But this his house of relations is on the edge of town, and we slowly realizes, that he still tries to hold on to his existence in his creativity. This his creativity he by definition has outside the house. His relation to his wife closes in on him, like the walls of the house, and hence his creativity forces him to leave it. His creativity is like driving a car: he can drive it without finding any walls, he alone is the driver, and the car takes him away from the house of relations that hinders his creativity. And for our hero, it is a stolen car: it is stolen from its use as vehicle for building relations: yes, you can drive all night, just to by your sweetheart some shoes.

    And so he still puts his existence in his relation-destroying creativity..

    Of course, once he was young and bold. If he then was racing, well then he was only racing. But he fell in love, and realized, that a real, living existence can be found only in relations.

    Our hero is not of the racing kind, but he is not only one that is driving a stolen car. No, he is a man torn between creativity and existence. He knows, that real existence can only be found in relations, but still tries to find such an existence in this his creativity that excludes relations and so also existence.

    He is telling himself, that he is gonna be all right, but, since his creativity forces him to separate him from his relations, relations that is the very ground for his very existence, he travels in fear, that he in his creativity will disappear.

    As long as his creativity is opposed to relations, he can only hope to be caught by them.

     

     

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  10. Seems to be a popular past time here on the lake: good – better – best · bad – worse – worst · little – less – least · much (many) – more – most · far – further - furthest.

    Now, this is an interesting subject. I will here try to give my answer to this complex question. What is interesting is, in my opinion, not always good. As far as I am concerned, Mr. Springsteen's work up to Nebraska is interesting and good, on the other side,  his work  Born in the USA and Tunnel of Love is interesting, but not good. What makes his part of his work interesting up to this record I have tried to make clear in the essay The River. A lot has been written in this forum about Mr. Springsteen's as a person, about money and greed, but I myself does not care at all: the only thing that interest me regarding Mr. Springsteen as a person, is what can say, that makes me think again about his work. His work is what we can learn from, not what he as a private person does or not does.

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  11. 15 hours ago, el sergio said:

    Geoffrey Hines in his small but excellent booklet "Bruce Springsteen's Born In the USA" described that "cool rockin' daddy/long gone daddy" line perfectly:

    "If this character is going to stop running, is he going to surrender or is he going to turn and fight? If you're "born down in a dead man's town" is being born in the USA a blessing or a curse? Springsteen answered these questions by borrowing from Hank Williams 1948 hit "I'm a Long Gone Daddy". Williams song as a swaggering kiss-off to a woman who thought she had the singer under her thumb; before she knows it, Williams sang he'll be "long gone" out the door. Springsteen drops the leaving but retains the swagger, using "gone" in the beat-poet sense of being "cool" or "far out". "I'm a long gone daddy in the USA." his protagonist sings, as if confident that all the hypocrytical judges, hard-assed sergeants and head-shaking personnel officers in the world can't break his spirit"

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    I think the story is much more bitter, than Hines wishes it to be. Hines is of course unsure himself. He writes: "I'm a long gone daddy in the USA." his protagonist sings, as if confident that all the hypocritical judges, hard-assed sergeants and head-shaking personnel officers in the world can't break his spirit". The protagonist does not, as Hines seems to imply, put forward questions and answer them by citing Hank Williams. He is just telling the story of his life. It is a grim story. He fought a war that was not his, lost his friends and can find no job. The hypocritical judges, hard-assed sergeants and head-shaking personnel officers has all turned their backs on him. Yes, a long time has gone since he was someone that someone else listened to. He is a long gone daddy. He is on his own. He has no-one. There now is no Sandy or Mary or some mister to whom he can tell his story. He has nothing but this story of loss. And he can only tell it to none and all. So he talks real loud. Perhaps, perhaps someone out there will hear and say: are you talking to me?

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  12. On 11/14/2021 at 5:21 PM, el sergio said:

    and Springsteen deals with national history by reducing it to the level of individual lives (Grossberg)

    Mr Springsteen's art deals with the ugly side of the national and international history of the USA by creating individuals, that in one way or other REPRESENTS aspects of this dark side. Mr Grossberg on the other side, so it seems to me, REDUCES Mr Springsteen's art by REDUCING it to the level of (only) individual lives.

  13. 3 hours ago, Jerm23 said:

    Word salad. Those statistics do not mean a country is racist 

    I think the Wiki-article "Discrimination based on skin color" describes very precise the context in which Mr. Springsteen and Mr. Obama are speaking. See the part concerning USA ( History, Business, Criminal justice system, Education, Health, Housing and land, Labor market, Media, Politics, Beauty, Sports). It exposes a society that is racist on every level. In the bar as well as in the White house.

  14. On 10/28/2021 at 10:32 PM, Jerm23 said:

    Love the music and the legacy with all my heart and soul, but Bruce the man constantly disappoints. Even those of you on the left should be repulsed at this implication that Bruce’s white fans are inherently racist. Insanity. 

    https://www.westernjournal.com/bruce-springsteen-just-nods-silence-obama-calls-fans-vile-racists/?ff_source=conservativenewsapp&ff_medium=westernjournalism&ff_campaign=newsleap&ff_content=2021-10-28

     

    Bruce Springsteen Just Nods in Silence as Obama Calls His Fans Vile Racists

     By Jack Gist  October 28, 2021 at 9:06am 

    Leftists talk about unity and then routinely sow seeds of discontent. It’s a habit they don’t want to break. They want no peace.

    Former President Barrack Obama and rocker Bruce Springsteen casually fell into the habit in a recent interview on CBS.

    In the interview, Obama said, “In an ideal world, what Bruce and Clarence portrayed on stage was essentially a reconciliation, right? And redemption. But most of your audiences were primarily white. And they can love Clarence when he’s on stage, but if they ran into him in a bar, suddenly the N-word comes out.”

    Springsteen’s reply was a nod of the head and “Yeah,” as if most of his fans are (or were) vile racists.

    Clarence Clemons, known as “The Big Man,” was a highly talented saxophonist who played with Springsteen’s E Street Band from 1972 until his death in 2011. He also put out several solo albums and had a hit single, “You’re a Friend of Mine,” with Jackson Browne. Furthermore, he played a wonderful rendition of the national anthem.

    Isn’t it a wonder that Clemons achieved all of this in a rabidly racist society? I wonder if Clemons would appreciate being touted for the color of his skin rather than his talent as a musician.

    The U.S. has had problems with racism in the past, and the problem, hopefully to a lesser and lesser extent, will continue in the future. We live in a fallen world, and there will always be dark forces lurking about. But there is plenty of good in the world as well.

    To suggest that a “primarily white audience” would automatically use the N-word if Clemons walked into a bar is absurd. If the word wasemployed, it would have had to have been whispered to avoid the wrath of the overwhelming number of fans — white, black, brown or purple — who would have rushed to Clemons’ defense.

    If so many white people were racists, Springsteen would have been pressured to kick Clemons out of the band. For Springsteen to throw his fans under the bus with a nod of the head at the behest of race-baiting Barrack Obama is beyond insulting. It is, in fact, racist against white and black people because it stereotypes human beings by the color of their skin. It is racist to all people. We all have skin. All skin has color.

    Shame on Springsteen and Obama.

    Remember, though, in a fallen world, we are all guilty to some extent. It can be hard to admit, but it’s true.

    People like Barrack Obama and Bruce Springsteen act as if they are above all guilt, above us all, with their habitual virtue signaling. In reality, they are purveyors of hatred and division. They want no peace. There’s nothing for them to gain there.

    Leftists project themselves as the would-be the rulers of a coming utopia. The kind of behavior shown here by Obama and Springsteen can lead only to perdition.

    Don’t follow them into the pit.

    Mr. Obama: “In an ideal world, what Bruce and Clarence portrayed on stage was essentially a reconciliation, right? And redemption. But most of your audiences were primarily white. And they can love Clarence when he’s on stage, but if they ran into him in a bar, suddenly the N-word comes out.”

    Mr. Springsteen: a nod and a yeah.

     

    The article is of course not satisfied with what Mr. Obama says. No, since we all know what kind of man he is, we all know, that what he really proclaims is this: His ( Mr. Springsteen's) Fans (are) Vile Racists. And since we also know what man Mr. Springsteen is, we all know, that what he nods and says yeah to, is not what he nods and says no to, but what we proclaim to be what Mr. Obama says. Yes, when Mr. Springsteen nods and says yeah, he is declaring, that all his fans are vile racists. That is the very truth. And apparently they also imply that USA is a ”rabidly racist society”. But the article and we know better. They are lying. How do we know? Well, Mr. Clemons was black, and still made it to the stars. And many others did the same, for exaple Mr. Martin Luther King and Malcolm X. How did they not reach the top and became famous and important! And do not put forward again that ”yellow man” we have talked about in this forum. We all know, that the 3.5 miljon ”yellow man and women and children” that dies in Vietnam was not killed for the color of their skin. No, they were ”left”. And we know, ”Leftists talk about unity and then routinely sow seeds of discontent. It’s a habit they don’t want to break. They want no peace.” Well, now at least some of them rest in peace. You see, not racism, but to reveal racism is racism. The ones who reveals racism and its consequences, hatred and division, are the ones who propagate hate and division. What is wrong is not wrong, but to say it is wrong is wrong.

     

    I will not here refer to the statistics (income, quality of schools, % poor, % in jail, % dead in wars and so on, you can easily find it in internet) that clearly show that not only USA but also most countries are inherent racist, I will just end with saying, that racism in words and attitudes only reflects that economic and cultural racism that is at the very core of most countries, and what people suffer most from.

     

  15. Let us imagine a person, who has his existence in living relations to other people, inside as well as outside his work. His work as such is alienating, but he endure it because of his real, living relations. They are his goal in life because they are the ground for his living existence. Let us now  also imagine a person, whos all overriding goal is his work. All his relations are subjected to it. He is not alienated in his work as such, but his work alienates him from all real, living relations. And of course, the more important he finds his work to be, the fewer and more un-real and un-living will his subjected relations be. And the more un-real and un-living these relation tends to be, the more he is fixed and dedicated to his work. Let us name the first person worker, and the other poet. The poet, who more and more concentrates on his work, experiences that he is threatened by his own dissolution. This is so, because what gives a man existence, is his real, living relations to other people. And since for the poet his work gets more and more important, he reduces the ground for his existence. In the end he is an unreal individual who is reduced to have unreal relations inside his work. He himself is a unreal part of his work, and in it and through it he has an unreal relation to unreal others. This un-reality he of course experiences as a threat. He tries to re-connect to real, living relations. He tries to tie the bind that binds. But he tries to do so in his work. But this is of course not possible. In his work his ambition is reduced to simply state: ”Two Hearts are Better than One”, and ”I want to marry You”.

    But then – in his work he begins to explore the devastating experience of the worker during the hard-hitting economic depression that is ongoing around him. He sees the worker lose his work, and with it also the economy that granted him and his family and community real, living relations. And so he sees workers, their families and whole communities threatened by dissolution, existentially and morally. But in the workers alienation the poet now suddenly recognize his own ditto. There are of course differences. The worker worked to live, the poet lived to work. The worker lost his ground when he lost his work, the poet his when he in his work lost his real relations. But in their respective work they are both alienated from all real, living relations. Both had these real relations outside their relation to work. The worker had his existence in living relations outside work, and the poet realizes, that also he must have his existence in real relations. He now sees the paradoxical position he is in. His work, in which he tried to find his existence, is alienating him from this very existence. But he has to really hit the ground. This he do when he in a far away little town he sees people dance and drink and talk in their real, living relations, and mesmerized of the apparent simplicity and naturalness of their life, the malady of his alienated condition comes tumbling down over him.

    He must, if he will turn away from the nothingness, that threatens him, search his existence in real, living relations. He must have his goal in this, rather than in his work. He has to get out of his work. Fist makes apparent that he is mastering his work, has it in his firm fists, not vice versa. His work, just like the workers work, must give him the economic ground for the real relations in which he will have his existence, i.e. it must give him a wage. And his poetry as such can no longer be what it once was. His poetry must now be an alienation from the alienation of this his older poetry. It thus has two poles: the alienation as such, and the alienation from this his original alienation. We can call the first the Dark-side and the second the Dance-side of his work. Between the Dance and the Dark is a separation. The Dance hinders the Dark to appear as it is: it is no longer the original alienation. The voice of the Dark is no longer an identification with the Dark, the inflated Dance drives it away towards itself: it is the domineering of the two and distracts the attention from the Dark. Likewise hinders the Dark the Dance from getting jubilant, gives it a tint of loss and sadness. The Dark (a condition of lost friends, lost love, lost glory days, lost society, lost war, no real fire in heart, surrender, life in chains) side is passive, with no way out, the Dance-side is one of machinery. But now something really unexpected happens.

    He is forced to realize, that his work suddenly reflects a fundamental division in society between the perpetuated dream of this society and the reality of this dream. The ground for this is the above named split in his poetry: his work is not anymore only in the dark, it is - Dancing in the Dark. And so the poets poetry reflects an fundamental opposition in society: between the dream of a un-alienated life that this society propagate, and the very reality of this dream. The Dancing is the false dream and the false self-imagine as a denying of the world in which the poets work was born, the Dark is its reality, the correction of this not come true dream that the rich and powerful propagate to be true. This inner duality of his poetry is now confronting the poet from outside. People, who represent dominant political and economic groups, sees only what they want to see: the Dancing as a propagation of the dream they hold to be true. And that makes the poet infuriated. Now he has to point to the other side of his work. The dark side. But he also has to realize, that it is easier to fall for the only emotive and false interpretation of Dancing, than accepting the more intellectual Dark.

    And so, in the end, I can not refrain to give my answer to the question: besides the interesting duality of this poetry, what artistic value has it? I find that its alienating Dancing reduces the emotional elaboration and the possibility to identification on the Dark side. The poets work has two sides, but no real unity. The poet realizes, that other versions of his poetry is needed, if he want to correct the dominant and often misleading Dancing-side of his work.

     

  16. On 9/20/2021 at 3:20 PM, Jimmy James said:

     

    When Born in the USA comes up on the Radio, Ipod and or in concert. I singing with it and at a show I'm bouncing with it. I'm just a happy kind of guy. 

    Really, if you go to a Bruce show, and knowing the meaning of some of the songs like BITUSA, Dancin in the Dark, Cadillac Ranch, Badlands, Darkness, WOASD, and many others, are you just going to sit or stand there and say what a depressing tune, I'm just going to sit or stand here and think about it? Or will you be enjoying the music as presented and bounce and sing along? I do the second. 

    I have too much real life to deal with everyday, to let it get involved into my music I listen to. 

    There are three classes of readers; some enjoy without judgment; others judge without enjoyment; and some there are who judge while they enjoy, and enjoy while they judge. The latter class reproduces the work of art on which it is engaged. Its numbers are very small.

    Goethe

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  17. I tried to explain the two faces of Born in the USA as an expression of Mr. Springsteens struggle to escape from himself as an absolute artist (his goal up to and including Nebraska) and to create a civil life outside rock n roll. Now, after I have read Mumfords text, I can wery well imagine, that the songs ambivalence between text and music can be looked upon also as an commentary on how we, not only in the USA, but also in Europe and the rest of the rich world, are enticed not to acknowledge what we deep inside know is true. We want to escape the guilt we feel, will not face, that we are part of an order that let people starve, although there is food for everyone, that wages war and commits crimes against humanity because we feel that our "superior" way of life is threatened and so on. So we are looking for amnesia. And so Mr. Spring-steen song is an apt lesson: we choose to look upon it as an anthem (for what we deep inside know is a lie), and do not bother about the disturbing message of the text. Looked upon Born in the USA in this way, it is an Trojan horse. Without this perspective, I prefer the version given by Floom2, with it I see the merits of the ambivalence of the studio version.

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  18. 2 hours ago, el sergio said:

    I dismiss your comments about 'this guy', because this Rolling Stone article is part of "The Stories Behind the Songs", one of the best Springsteen related books from the last 10 years. Regarding the 'yellow man' anti-racist remark, another indication is this early verse:

    Richard Nixon’s on the lam
    After dropping bombs on the yellow man
    I don’t care what shit they say
    They wouldn’t bomb a white man that way
    Not a day in prison did he spend
    They should have cut off his balls and let them twist in the wind

    This is the stuff that I back then, after Nebraska, was expecting to be on the upcoming record Born in the USA.

  19. Sometimes I think like this:

    Born in the USA is in time close to Nebraska, and still so different. The heroes of the two albums are all alienated, but it seems to me, that the heroes of Born in the USA are double-alienated: they are alienated from the society, but also alienated from the poet who performs them. If that is so, how can we understand the reason for this difference?

    The poet who created Darkness tried to secure an existence for him selves by pretending he could himself overthrow the badlands and in its place establish the promised land by renunciation of the ties that bind. And he propagate this his renunciation via the heroes of the album. But in the end the poet experienced, that the use of this mean did not give him an existence, instead it threatened to dissolute him into nothingness. He then realized, that what could save him from tumbling down into this nothingness was the ties that bind. Hence in the River the heroes a) propagate the necessity of the ties that bind (The Ties That Bind ), b) despises the idea of his earlier propagation of the one mans fight for a promised land (The Price You Pay), and c) lend his voice to people, who, seemingly unlike him selves, not by an voluntary act, but by socioeconomic circumstances lost the ties that bind (The River).

    But his new mean is not enough. For he is, as a poet that tries to tie the binds that ties, still a poet. And as a poet he still is forsaking. What, then, is he forsaking? Well, a real life. A non-poet life. He sees, that he in the poet is just as alienated from a real life, as is the heroes of Nebraska. And so he finds that he in that, in which he during his whole life has tried fo find his existence, namely the poet, is prevented from acquiring a real existence. To really exist, he has to escape his narrow existence in the Poet. This contradiction is his existential crisis.

    He tries to work his way out of this crisis by freeing himself from his prison: the poet. But who is he outside the poet? Outside the poet a life can consists in having a family, friends and income. Is this what he wants? Anyway, he wants to be free from him selves as Poet. Because as a Poet he lives via his heroes, and he wants to live with walking, talking human beings, not to be confined to live with and through his heroes. And so he tries to create a life in which his heroes are no longer necessary for his existence. He openly turns his back to them. They no longer speaks through him, he speaks through them. He is permanent in the center of it all, and his heroes, well they come and go. They are his servants, he not theirs. He performs them with haste, without inanimateness. Not they, but he is dancing in the dark.

    And so he may for a moment imagine that he is free. It seems to him, as if his own life is the base for his heroes, not as if his heroes still is the base for his life. But of course, in reality he now is his own hero that he as a poet creates. And so he will in the end experience, that he himself as this poet-hero is in contradiction with himself, and with contrasting solemnity he later on has to confess: two faces have I.

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  20. Dear Turkued and SamEJay,

     

    to me, Mr Springsteens work, up to Tunnel of Love, is a great piece of art, and yes, one could say, it is a late version of Odysseus, i.e. a return home, that first have to go astray, before it ends at the front porch (by indirection find directions out, as Shakespeare puts it), a return travel, where the ship, of course, is substituted by the automobile.

    When I tried to find a way to express the quality and complexity of his work, I had to use the work of the German philosophers Hegel and Marx.

    You can find the first part of ”my” work among the essays.

    Of course you can feel sorry for a man, who, in many, many years, has tried (in vain, perhaps) to make explicit the immanent odyssey of Mr Springsteens work from Greetings to Tunnel, and you can surely regard such an ambition ”intellectual” and the result ”garbage” filled by a bad use of comma.

    The easiest way, to not take the burden of understanding up on one selves, is to take Hamlets words: Words, words, words, literally.

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