Friday, January 21, 2011

I Dream of Bruce

Last night I had a dream where I was hanging out in Chicago with Bruce Springsteen. First we were walking toward a car with two other people, and we were in the back of the group talking. He told me the people in New Jersey were a little upset with him because he had forgotten to do a Christmas show this year (his hometown Christmas shows are legendary). He felt bad about it, but I guess when you're Bruce's age, you forget things sometimes.

Then we got into the backseat of the car (the others sat up front) and went on a tour of Chicago streets that were named after his songs. Most of them were coincidental. For instance, there just happened to be a Night Street (alas, no Thunder Road). But there was one street, a diagonal somewhere on the North Side (I guess it looked kind of like Higgins Road but further east on the map -- my dreams often have weirdly specific geographic elements, and in this case I remember the angle of the street against the grid) that had been named Prove It All Night Street specifically in his honor. As we continued being driven around, I said to Bruce, "I guess you're too 'East Coast' for Chicago to give you more than one street!" That made him chuckle.

I don't remember how we parted ways, but somehow I ended up falling asleep on the lower half of my bed. I was thinking that my encounter with Bruce was all just a crazy dream. Then (still in my dream) I woke up and found my old vinyl LP of Darkness on the Edge of Town lying on my pillow... with his autograph!

I don't normally have fanboy dreams, and although he was once my favorite artist, I'm not obsessed with Springsteen the way I was 25 years ago (my first Springsteen phase, spawned by a cassette from a friend named Tom, came just before my Beatles phase (which evolved into a 1960s phase)). I didn't even buy his last album, though every 5-10 years I tend to get back into him and get caught up. I have no idea whether he did a Christmas show this year, and I'm pretty sure there isn't a street named for him in Chicago. Off the top of my head, I can't think of any Chicago street names that coincide with his song titles, though there could be one or two. At least my dream reminded me that I still need to listen to The Promise: The Darkness On The Edge of Town Story, which I received for Christmas.

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