Bruce Springsteen
Born In The Usa

THE REVIEW

It was the summer of 1984.
And it was my glorious adolescence. I saw a cover with beautiful colors and a butt in jeans. "Who the hell is that?" I thought. My trusted store owner, who once was just downstairs, responded: "It's the boss!".
And he added... "buy it". I trusted my store owner. At home, I placed the black and fragrant record on the turntable. And that day my life, a little, changed.

The first song, "Born in the USA" left me breathless. A full and unstoppable torrent. A mighty thunder. An imposing and refreshing waterfall. Well, I was shocked, even if you don't believe me. I continued.
"Cover me"... my god, love the way I like it. But above all, that sound. So powerful, so clear, so piercing.
I skip the rest, but I'll tell you, and this time make an effort to believe me, that at "My hometown" I got emotional and cried. And crying at that age is hard. My Hometown, "my hometown in shambles"... but who sang those things in the middle of those plastic 80s, who?

An impressive sequence of twelve rock classics. It was an unforgettable summer. The passion for this genre of music and especially for the man they called the "Boss" was astonishing. Springsteen likely has written and recorded better things, but this record represents the Everest of rock n' roll. We will realize it in thirty years. And to you, who are young now, I recommend, as my good old store owner did, to drink from this source. Today I am a serious professional, bent back over the screen with the whitish reflections of my laptop. But, when I think back to that summer many years ago, a crystal-clear guitar sound and a hoarse and mighty voice still enchant me like beautiful sirens.