Dancing in the Dark — You had to be there!

It seems a moment ago when as a steward at university I’d be ushering in bands setting up to play to Friday-night-get-smashed-students. Looking back on those days were greats like Wet Wet Wet, Ozzy Osbourne and the Red Hot Chilli Peppers

Springsten wasn’t one of them, but his music spoke e.g. Dancing in the Dark spoke to disenchanted youth in a Britain of Thatcherism, and it was a dance floor filler.

I check my look in the mirror
Wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face
Man, I ain’t gettin’ nowhere
I’m just livin’ in a dump like this

Yesterday amongst some 70,000 plus I relived those days live. It was an extraordinary breathless 3 hour set of all the favourites, raucous and personal.

At one stage Springsten goes existential recouting his early forays into music and that from his first band, he remains the only man standing. At 73 years of age, that thought he says makes you enjoy life all that bit more.

This time last year another tick, the Red Hot Chilli

Rock and Roll