Sunday, March 30, 2025

RAINY SUNDAY

 Let's talk about something different. 

We contend there are no more poetic words in any rock song than these from Thunder Road: 

So you're scared and you're thinkingThat maybe we ain't that young anymoreShow a little faith, there's magic in the nightYou ain't a beauty, but hey, you're alrightOh, and that's alright with me
You can hide 'neath your covers and study your painMake crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rainWaste your summer praying in vainFor a savior to rise from these streets
Well now, I'm no hero, that's understoodAll the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hoodWith a chance to make it good somehowHey, what else can we do now?
Except roll down the windowAnd let the wind blow back your hairWell, the night's busting openThese two lanes will take us anywhereWe got one last chance to make it realTo trade in these wings on some wheelsClimb in back, heaven's waiting down on the tracks

12 comments:

  1. If it’s gotta be a song about a car :
    My uncle has a country place
    That no one knows about
    He says it used to be a farm
    Before the Motor Law
    And on Sundays I elude the eyes
    And hop the Turbine Freight
    To far outside the Wire
    Where my white-haired uncle waits
    Jump to the ground
    As the Turbo slows to cross the borderline
    Run like the wind
    As excitement shivers up and down my spine
    Down in his barn
    My uncle preserved for me an old machine
    For fifty odd years
    To keep it as new has been his dearest dream

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  2. Swifty fan here. Hey Rump, now THIS is poetry--

    "All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February
    I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary
    And I love you, it's ruining my life
    (I love you, it's ruining my life)
    I touched you for only a fortnight
    (I touched you) but I touched you"

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  3. Alex Micheals did nothing wrong! SAO corrupted

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  4. Taylor swift tattooed (temporary ) on her arm “we learned more from a three minute record then we ever learned in school”. That’s from No Retreat No Surrender and I’ll let you google it to figure out who wrote and sings that song

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  5. Swifty fan here. Hey Rump, I don't have a Taylor Swift tattoo on my arm but I do have a bracelet with the initials "TS". Send me your address and I'll be happy to mail you one.

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  6. Perhaps the bosses best:

    The rangers had a homecoming in Harlem late last night
    And the Magic Rat drove his sleek machine over the Jersey state line
    Barefoot girl sitting on the hood of a Dodge
    Drinking warm beer in the soft summer rain
    The Rat pulls into town rolls up his pants
    Together they take a stab at romance and disappear down Flamingo Lane

    Well the Maximum Lawman run down Flamingo chasing the Rat and the barefoot girl
    And the kids round here look just like shadows always quiet, holding hands
    From the churches to the jails tonight all is silence in the world
    As we take our stand down in Jungleland

    The midnight gang’s assembled and picked a rendezvous for the night
    They’ll meet ‘neath that giant Exxon sign that brings this fair city light
    Man there’s an opera out on the Turnpike
    There’s a ballet being fought out in the alley
    Until the local cops, Cherry Tops, rips this holy night
    The street’s alive as secret debts are paid
    Contacts made, they vanished unseen
    Kids flash guitars just like switch-blades hustling for the record machine
    The hungry and the hunted explode into rock’n’roll bands
    That face off against each other out in the street down in Jungleland

    In the parking lot the visionaries dress in the latest rage
    Inside the backstreet girls are dancing to the records that the D.J. plays
    Lonely-hearted lovers struggle in dark corners
    Desperate as the night moves on, just a look and a whisper, and they’re gone

    Beneath the city two hearts beat
    Soul engines running through a night so tender in a bedroom locked
    In whispers of soft refusal and then surrender in the tunnels uptown
    The Rat’s own dream guns him down as shots echo down them hallways in the night
    No one watches when the ambulance pulls away
    Or as the girl shuts out the bedroom light

    Outside the street’s on fire in a real death waltz
    Between flesh and what’s fantasy and the poets down here
    Don’t write nothing at all, they just stand back and let it all be
    And in the quick of the night they reach for their moment
    And try to make an honest stand but they wind up wounded, not even dead
    Tonight in Jungleland

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    1. I can’t put Jungleland first. Top five. But not one. Thunderroad and Born to Run are 1-2 in whatever order you like. Now we have jungleland. The River , Rosalita to fit in as well as 50 other great ones. That Jungleland and BTR are on one album along with backstreets shows the utter genius of his song writing circa 1972-76. And now 50 years later he’s still writing amazing pieces. He’s uniquely an American treasure - telling American stories that only he can tell in his unique way that the world loves. Consider the line from Born InThe USA “I had a brother at Ke Sahn fighting North them Vietcong. They’re still there. He’s all gone.” Could anyone else phrase the utter wastefulness of life of the Vietnam war the way he did ? And in a few short lines to boot. I’ve never seen nor heard it. True unique genius.

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    2. Where would you rank 10th Avenue Freeze Out? Namely an extended live version where religious revival meets rock n roll.

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  7. Rump do you like Nebraska? Sometimes my favorite Springsteen album, obviously very different from the rockers but I like that he wrote and recorded it on a a 4 track in his bedroom in NJ (and it sounds like it) and some

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  8. Comment posted before done but some haunting lyrics.

    New Jersey Turnoike riding on a wet night
    Neath the refineries glow out where the great black rivers flow
    License, registration, I ain’t got none
    But I got a clear conscience bout the things that I done.
    Mister state trooper please don’t stop me…

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  9. Like anything else, we have our individual preferences. Rosalia was the character that first blew my mind when I was a camper at a summer camp owned by Max Weinberg’s uncle in 1975. I am only disappointed that we didn’t get to see the band play in Philly when I was there.

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  10. Oh come on. What about Fire, as done by Robin Williams as Elmer Fudd. Top 5 for sure.

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