True Believer

I'm a true believer. I believe in rock and roll. I suppose that dates me. I'm 44. I'm a real child of the sixty's. I was ten when The Beatles broke up, in the third grade. I lived through disco, and was briefly infected by it.

But when I was 20, I saw Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band on The River tour, in Cincinnati, Ohio, and I was born again.

Last night, Bruce Springsteen and the Band, John Fogerty, Bright Eyes, and REM played in Philadelphia on the opening night of the Vote for Change tour. Read the article. Read it slowly, and savor it. I was able to visualize myself there. My rate of respiration and my heart rate increased. I got teary-eyed. I got goosebumps.

I believe in rock and roll. Music can save your immortal soul. Maybe it can even save the country.

I'm about to change my theme music, at left, to include Bruce's "The Promised Land."

Blow away the dreams that tear you apart
Blow away the dreams that break your heart
Blow away the lies that leave you nothing but lost and brokenhearted

The dogs on Main Street howl
'cause they understand
If I could take one moment into my hands
Mister I ain't a boy, no I'm a man
And I believe in a promised land.