I grew up listening to WNEW-FM in the 70’s, but the hype surrounding Springsteen’s Born To Run which was released as a single, quite a few months before the album dropped in September of ‘75, made me an obsessed fan and changed the way I processed music. By the time Born In the USA made him a megastar, my tastes shifted and could not stand that album.
You are bringing back some unanalyzed childhood memories.
“Born to Run” emerged from the quagmire of a bloated music industry, as real, honest, true, raw. It cut like a knife. It leaped out of the receding, yet still present remnants of the soon to be distant memory of the fast-fading hippie generation.
As a young teenager, in 1975, Springsteen was far too cool and quite frankly a step or two above my innocence and maturity level, but I liked it, none the less, and knew that he was saying something quite relevant for the time. I just wasn’t ready for it.
At that point in his development and career, Springsteen’s predicted rise was thwarted by legal battles and he sank back into a dormancy, where I thought that he might just have just been a brief but powerful glimmer, a flash in the pan.
But, after that sabbatical, his pent-up static energy was refocused and he re-emerged as a mega star with vast popular appeal.
But, his new music was more commercial, open and popular, fan-gathering, and lacked that sense of raw, emerging mystery of his former self. The anticipation was over. He had arrived and his audience waited for him and they celebrated together. And, the guy put out.
Your moniker, Warren Zevon, (RIP) certainly was a noble soul, and put out some great honest music and legendary live shows.
Tom Petty (RIP) and his gang, kept it real, played A++ classic rock.
Bob Seger is a living legend.