The Boss

The Boss' music is entrancing. It sucks me in, it makes me forget about stuff. I was watching the game tonight after celebrating yet another birthday in September (1 more to go this week, you'd think I could plan things better and spread out the "love" (not that, SHAME on you!) if you know what I mean, meaning the birthdays so September after back to school wouldn't be such a heinously expensive month) for my daughter with green eyes, we had lasagna, cheese bread and cake with milk and bananas (at least for me, the cake, bananas and milk YUMMY!!! (the only way to eat cake in my humble opinion)) and then we sat around and talked for a bit, anyway, as I was watching TV and flipping around (a horribly long sentence this) I flipped on a Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band concert on the tube (well, it's not a tube anymore, it's flat and in high def, LOVE the HD) and I was hooked. Amazing. The HD even showed his sweat. You could see the enjoyment he gets from his music and the interaction with the crowd and the members of his band. It seems as if they enjoy playing together. Anyway, it was fascinating to watch the passion he and the members of the band display as they play and sing. While I don't always, well never, agree with his politics, I do enjoy his music. I think that everyone has something to offer and we just have to dig for it. With the Boss, it's his music. He is older than dirt (meaning older than I), I remember listening to his music back in the 80's and he had the same passion and emotion back then and he is still churning out the music, the passion and the enjoyment, at least for me. The Boss is (get ready for an old time term for cool or the bomb)boss!