I've thought long and hard about which song to choose. Because today is a day of joy. In the end, I've chosen this one.
Bruce Springsteen - Dancing In the Dark (from Born In The U.S.A. Live: London 2013)
Why? Well, it's simple. Because it's from New Jersey, which I've always said is the Brianza of New York. Because he's someone who, in my opinion, has worked as a mechanic, maybe Toyota. Because he plays the guitar like it's a hoe. Because it's a song made up of two notes that say a lot. Because it has less than an octave. In short, a series of wonderful things. Among the various versions - maybe you know - I adore the one from Minnesota. Instead, I’m putting this one. Especially for the elliptical paraboloid that can be seen and that clearly didn’t suffer from the Great Snowfall of '85 in London. Anyway, just a bunch of useless words. The only thing is that I’m happy. I think back to something, big and distant, that someone called joyful anarchy, and I’m glad it wasn’t false.
Nothing special, I’m just dancing, dancing in the dark.
If you feel like it, do it with me.