bruce bruce bruce

suddenly a new 60s pop record plus the idea of 12 breathless minutes feels like elvis and the animals and mitch fucking ryder and the first time i ever saw dude.

At rehearsal he strutted across the stage: testing banter, brandishing his guitar, belting lyrics and jiving with Mr. Van Zandt. As the band finished a run-through, someone holding a timer called out the length of the set. “We’ve got one-sixteenth of a second left,” Mr. Springsteen exulted. “And we plan to use it.”