Where I reside in New Jersey, I am surrounded by “fiscally responsible Springsteen fanatics.” *My new acronym: FRSF’s.
Being “fiscally responsible” is synonymous with being a “wealthy Republican that chooses to overlook all of the prehistoric beliefs of their party.”
And it is their number one excuse for defending being a Republican these days.
(Hey! Some of my best husbands are Republican!)
I know what you’re thinking.
“I don’t have to defend myself for being Republican, you Bleeding Heart Liberal, Tree hugging, free loading hippie freak!”
The difference between me and just about everyone else here in Monmouth County is that I prefer listening to Bruce Springsteen speak, unless he is playing solo acoustic. That’s when my ears are happy.
And the difference between a Springsteen Concert and a Ted Nugent Concert is that 99% of the Republican crowd cheers when Nugent speaks.
I can’t stand Nugent’s music or his politics. The guy makes me sick.
And I am hoping the FRSF’s might be the 1% not guilty of cheering when Nugent suggests that Obama stick one of Teddy’s machine guns in his mouth, and calls him a piece of shit. Or when he tells Hillary to ride his machine gun. Are you? (And Nugent was invited to the White House by Bush…and that was okay with FOX NEWS.)
And the difference between the dreaded “Liberals” and the “Real America Republicans” is that the wealthy left doesn’t put up a stink about paying more money in taxes for the greater good of their country. They are “Real Patriots”. The economy is suffering because of greed.
My example of a “Fiscally Responsible Republican” monologue:
“It’s not that I believe all of the crazy shit that most elected Republicans say! I’m not anti-abortion, or anti-gay, or ultra religious. I just don’t want to pay any more taxes. Too many people are getting free rides on my money. I would rather have the extra cash to buy some great weed and see Springsteen for the 100th time, even though I can’t stand listening to him talk about politics. He should just shut up and sing.”
So, regardless of the ethics your party seemingly stands for, you ignore those unpleasantries, and stick with circus clowns solely to defend preventing a 3% hike in your taxes, at any cost, as long as it’s not your cash. You love your money.
Regardless of what goes on morally in Bruce Springsteen’s head, you ignore his beliefs, and the mind behind what creates his songs, because you love your music and your money.
And while I am at it….for ALL of America’s decision makers, regardless of Saudi Arabia beating women for driving cars, you are still fans, because we love their oil.
The same behavior is unacceptable for other countries that don’t provide us with oil.
It’s fucking hypocritical.
And where are the Republicans in office stepping up to the plate to say, “These other religious righty whack jobs do not stand for what we do?” Or “They are trying to hijack our party; and they are out of line?”
How about Chris Christie?
Last night at the dinner table, I had a discussion with my former FRSF, most patient husband about Springsteen and Christie.
He actually said, “Christie is a fan of Springsteen. So I am sure his music influences Christie’s thoughts!”
I almost choked on my organic arugula salad, laughing. “Are you kidding me?”
I love your optimism, honey, and the rainbows in your eyes; and I appreciate that you were open minded enough to not vote for The Grumpy Old Man and the MILF. (Moron I’d like to forget). But he is just like the other fans that complain when Springsteen talks at his shows.
If Christie should happen to run for the Presidency , I wouldn’t be surprised if he tried to muscle in on using “BORN IN THE USA” to help him get elected.
Reagan used it in his campaign in Hammonton, N.J, prompted by a not so brilliant idea of George Will’s.
Springsteen was so displeased, that when he was invited to the White House by Reagan, he “kindly rebuffed”.
Below is a direct quote Reagan used during his campaign, when he had no clue what the song was really about. If he had actually read all of the lyrics!
“America’s future rests in a thousand dreams inside your hearts; it rests in the message of hope in songs so many young Americans admire: New Jersey’s own Bruce Springsteen. And helping you make those dreams come true is what this job of mine is all about.”
The message of the song was so misunderstood that Springsteen contacted his record company, “Thrill Hill Productions, Inc”, and insisted that a video be made to display the accurate meaning. (I couldn’t even find that version on youtube!)
The song expresses his disdain for the USA’s mistreatment of Vietnam Vets. (I have a song called “AWOL” that’s on a different page of the same book. – Track 10 on “Emotional Jukebox”)
Later Springsteen did a superb remake, without his typical production…that I can listen to. Whenever Springsteen performs like this I can listen all day long. It gives me goose bumps.
However, when the song is performed like this, I can’t even take 4 bars.
I’m sorry. This is just my opinion, and I am definitely in the minority. But the sound of that carousel keyboard nauseates me. The very white rhythmic feel, chord progressions and sonic choice do nothing for my ears. The majority of his songs are head banging, rather than hip moving. (He certainly doesn’t need my support. Millions of folks love it just the way it is!)
I love Springsteen’s passion, morals and ethics! But not the “Jersey Shore” sound.
Bruce is a musical vigilante.
The song was about a tragic death of an innocent, unarmed street vendor shot 41 times and killed by 4 police officers in reaction to him reaching for his wallet.
Springsteen stands for the underdog, the working class. (The ones that make less than $250 K, but still some that get brainwashed into voting against higher taxes for the FRSF’s that can afford healthcare.)
He is so dedicated to his beliefs to stand up for injustice, that he risks popularity and ruffling feathers to make his point without compromise. I can relate, man. (Say that like a hippie.)
It is ironic that I have some die-hard fans that love my music, and hate my politics. Hi Craig! (My number one Mid-Western right winged fan!)
My Dream Springsteen Experience would be hearing more about what he believes in at his shows, alone with his guitar… And then I could produce his next album with more organic arugula and less iceberg lettuce.
With this nightmare scenario for his fans, I could single handedly destroy his sales! But I might get him some new admirers!
I saw Springsteen on his “Tunnel of Love” tour at the Boston Garden for my first experience to see what the fuss was all about, many year ago.
Well, I didn’t get it. And not until my FRSF dragged me kicking and screaming to a show 4 years ago, had I seen him since.
There is no disputing that he is an amazing entertainer. And he puts on a show with energy that rivals Mick Jagger. However, I can watch The Rolling Stones Band ’til the cows come home.
But then Bruce and I shared a venue in Asbury Park.
That was when I saw him play solo for the first time. That is when I figured out the brilliant disguise. He masks the purity of his voice and music when he dresses it with his band of great musicians.
When Bruce Springsteen strips down, and is buck naked Bruce,
he is Michelangelo’s David!
(Photo by Jenneson Grey – Thanks for snapping it!)
And when I met him backstage, the first words out of my mouth were, “I was so jealous to see you on Jon Stewart! Stewart has met presidents, world leaders; the most powerful people in the world, and maintains his composure. But with you, he was like a giddy school girl.”
That’s why he da Boss.
Then I got my picture!!! (Unlike McCartney.) And my, oh my, did he look like a Masterpiece in person.
And if Michee was around today, Bruce would make a fine specimen to sculpt, and plunk in Florence. The line would be longer than the one for David, ‘cuz the Italians adore Spreeenga Steena, too. And instead of a leaf, there could be a guitar!
(brief pause to enjoy the visual…)
Maybe my X-FRSF will take my poor liberal ass back to Italy if he is not too pissed off!
Fortunately he’s not the type to grab one of Nugent’s machine guns to fire 41 shots at me after reading this, leaving me DEAD IN THE U.S.A.
I’d like to thank you, Bruce, for actually influencing my husband with your words, spoken or sung. He does listen. (to you, anyway.) And I’ve seen tears come out of the rainbows in his eyes when he talks about what you stand for, and how you sing it. (I actually wish he would give it a rest. “Can’t you go a day without mentioning Bruce?” has come out of my mouth too many times.)
Finally ending on a positive note, between your music and mine, we at least converted one!
Ciao for now!