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When Jackson Browne and David Blue play the last of six nights at The Bitter End, New York City, USA, they are joined by little-known local musician Bruce Springsteen. Full article:
Jackson Browne : David Blue walks in before the show with this guy in tow – ‘Jackson this is Bruce and…Jackson, you gotta hear him...can he do a guest set tonight?’ So I said sure. He (Bruce) went out there for about an hour and proceeded to do the greatest songs I’d ever heard, with just his guitar and (my) piano. When he got off stage I said, ‘Man, where the hell have you been hiding?’
(Source : 1979 radio interview)
Bruce Springsteen : I first met Jackson Browne in the early seventies. It was at the Bitter End. I was brought down there by David Blue, a folk singer, after a set I did at Max's Kansas City. On David Blue's word, Jackson was kind enough to let somebody he'd just met get up on stage and play a song during his set. I watched Jackson play. That night he was accompanied by his great sideman, David Lindley. As I listened, I knew that this guy was simply one of the best. Each song was like a diamond and my first thought was, 'Damn, he's good.' My second thought was, 'I need less words.'
The emotions of all the music was right out there on the sleeve and I've remained a major, major fan since then. I remember watching him that night and he was kind of quintessentially California, right down to, like, the lost surfer haircut; good lookin' guy, great songwriter and we became pretty friendly. So over the next few years, Jackson was gracious enough to let me open up at several of his gigs. Now being a little competitive, the first thing I noticed was Jackson didn't have much of a show. He just stood there in the baggy jeans and the t-shirt, singing his serious songs. That was it.
Being a little competitive, I also noticed that Jackson drew an enormous amount of good-looking women. Great-lookin' women who stood there staring at the stage, entranced. His hair was perfect. And that was something I aspired to myself - both the hair and the women.
The great songwriting? All right, I could deal with that. I don't need to dwell on the obvious. But the gals that came to the show! Ya see, what most people don't realize, and for me this was a big part of Jackson's rock 'n' roll credentials, was that Jackson Browne was a bona fide rock 'n' roll sex star. And my wife says he still is. He tried to hide it but not too much, I guess.
Now, being a little competitive, I also noticed that while the E Street Band and I were sweatin' our asses off for hours just to put some fannies in the seats, that obviously due to what must have been some strong homo-erotic undercurrent in our music, we were drawing rooms filled with men. Not that great-lookin' men either. Meanwhile, Jackson is drawing more women than an Indigo Girls show.
(Speech inducting Jackson Browne to the Rock’n’Roll Hall Of Fame, 2004)
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(Source : 1979 radio interview)
Bruce Springsteen : I first met Jackson Browne in the early seventies. It was at the Bitter End. I was brought down there by David Blue, a folk singer, after a set I did at Max's Kansas City. On David Blue's word, Jackson was kind enough to let somebody he'd just met get up on stage and play a song during his set. I watched Jackson play. That night he was accompanied by his great sideman, David Lindley. As I listened, I knew that this guy was simply one of the best. Each song was like a diamond and my first thought was, 'Damn, he's good.' My second thought was, 'I need less words.'
The emotions of all the music was right out there on the sleeve and I've remained a major, major fan since then. I remember watching him that night and he was kind of quintessentially California, right down to, like, the lost surfer haircut; good lookin' guy, great songwriter and we became pretty friendly. So over the next few years, Jackson was gracious enough to let me open up at several of his gigs. Now being a little competitive, the first thing I noticed was Jackson didn't have much of a show. He just stood there in the baggy jeans and the t-shirt, singing his serious songs. That was it.
Being a little competitive, I also noticed that Jackson drew an enormous amount of good-looking women. Great-lookin' women who stood there staring at the stage, entranced. His hair was perfect. And that was something I aspired to myself - both the hair and the women.
The great songwriting? All right, I could deal with that. I don't need to dwell on the obvious. But the gals that came to the show! Ya see, what most people don't realize, and for me this was a big part of Jackson's rock 'n' roll credentials, was that Jackson Browne was a bona fide rock 'n' roll sex star. And my wife says he still is. He tried to hide it but not too much, I guess.
Now, being a little competitive, I also noticed that while the E Street Band and I were sweatin' our asses off for hours just to put some fannies in the seats, that obviously due to what must have been some strong homo-erotic undercurrent in our music, we were drawing rooms filled with men. Not that great-lookin' men either. Meanwhile, Jackson is drawing more women than an Indigo Girls show.
(Speech inducting Jackson Browne to the Rock’n’Roll Hall Of Fame, 2004)