Much to my boyfriend's dismay, I am once again obsessed with that little slice of Americana that is Born in the USA.
I have a car, and my car has a tape deck. For most music fanatics, this would seem like a nightmare, but I quite enjoy it. I see the tape deck as a challenge and a chance to listen to things I normally would have forgotten all about. I actually really love having the deck. There's nothing like going through your parents' old tapes to find Every Great Motown Hit of Marvin Gaye, or my early childhood Holy Grail: Born In the USA.
Bruce Springsteen, my mother always taught me as a child of the early 80s, was the hardest working man in show business. (Tina Turner was her hardest working woman selection.) She would explain to me in all seriousness how he gave his all at his live shows and how hard he worked the crowd each and every night. This woman has never actually gone to a Boss concert, mind you, but hey, she's never been short on opinions! (I had to get it from somewhere, right?) Guess Mom musta watched that Dancing in the Dark video a few too many times! Anyway, Born in the USA was something we could all listen to together, my energy loving mom, my construction working dad, my annoying brother, and ME.