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I remember that show they recorded on the warm night of September 30, 1985. I remember taking willowy blonde Laura Mann, who really did live up to her self-description of looking like a model, and still wanted to meet me despite the fact that I, too, lived up to my self-description of looking like Meatloaf. I remember how alternating segments of the L.A. Coliseum chanting "tastes great" and "less filling" before the concert so amused Bruce that he led an encore performance of the Miller Lite disagreement within the show. I remember thinking how keyboards within the E Street Band complimented each other the way Keith and Woody do with guitars in the Stones, and how much those between-song monologues that are so much of seeing Springsteen live had evolved over the "Born in the U.S.A." tour.
But most of all, I remember the building tension as the glockenspiel descended an octave a half-step at a time, turned into a massive swell of Hammond B3 approaching climatic inevitability and exploded into the release of highways jammed with broken heroes.
Thanks, Mono, for poinntg out that Phantom Dan was a bigger part of most Bruce fan's lives than they realize. Just listen to the music and it's obvious. Life goes on and his music lives on.
I was at the Boston show in November which was to become Danny's last show. It was truly an honor to be there - a night I will never forget.
I was in the pit about 5 back from the stage. At the end of the show, we started chanting "Danny, Danny". Danny blushed, and the band's eyes began to well up. Not a dry eye in the house.
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I remember that show they recorded on the warm night of September 30, 1985. I remember taking willowy blonde Laura Mann, who really did live up to her self-description of looking like a model, and still wanted to meet me despite the fact that I, too, lived up to my self-description of looking like Meatloaf. I remember how alternating segments of the L.A. Coliseum chanting "tastes great" and "less filling" before the concert so amused Bruce that he led an encore performance of the Miller Lite disagreement within the show. I remember thinking how keyboards within the E Street Band complimented each other the way Keith and Woody do with guitars in the Stones, and how much those between-song monologues that are so much of seeing Springsteen live had evolved over the "Born in the U.S.A." tour.
But most of all, I remember the building tension as the glockenspiel descended an octave a half-step at a time, turned into a massive swell of Hammond B3 approaching climatic inevitability and exploded into the release of highways jammed with broken heroes.
Simultaneous eargasm... for a crowd of 90,000.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh!
Hey, Danny?
Thanks, man.
Posted by: Mono | April 18, 2008 6:35 PM
Thanks, Mono, for poinntg out that Phantom Dan was a bigger part of most Bruce fan's lives than they realize. Just listen to the music and it's obvious. Life goes on and his music lives on.
Posted by: Pichon | April 19, 2008 4:00 PM
I was at the Boston show in November which was to become Danny's last show. It was truly an honor to be there - a night I will never forget.
I was in the pit about 5 back from the stage. At the end of the show, we started chanting "Danny, Danny". Danny blushed, and the band's eyes began to well up. Not a dry eye in the house.
Priceless
Posted by: Carol | April 23, 2008 5:05 AM