nightmayer

Jottings from a pop culture junkie

January 1973. In Boston to see David Bromberg at Club Passim. The opening act is Bruce Springsteen, of whom I write in the Village Voice, “Springsteen’s band was inordinately loud, which worked to his benefit by covering up his vocals and lyrics.” Summer 1974. At a pool party hosted by the publisher of Record World …

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