Confessions of a Fanboy

The countdown is over. It’s finally here. I’ll soon be getting in the car and heading for Atlanta to see my first ever Bruce Springsteen show. Because I’m a very bad man I’m tempted to fill this post with all sorts of virginal imagery and how there’s nothing like the first time. I’m going to do my best to bypass that today.

The plans are set, the tickets are in hand. Mellow Mushroom in Anniston. Phillips Arena. After that, it’s all in the hands of the man with the band. I’ve waited years for this moment and here comes the payoff. There’s no way I could be disappointed tonight, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have my hopes up for a reward of sorts. Hell, I’d die if he played “My Beautiful Reward” but as you all know I’ve been hoping to hear “Across The Border.”

I don’t know if I’ve ever really put into words why I want to hear that song or why I love it so much. I’ll have to do that one day, but right now I can barely sit still or form a coherent thought. I’ll say only that it’s a song that speaks of the power of hope better than just about any song I know. Who wouldn’t want to be uplifted by a song like that?

With that I take my leave. You haven’t heard the last of this tale, dear readers, so stay tuned.

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