I grew up listening to Bruce Springsteen’s music, because he is my Mum’s religion.There is nothing about him she does not love and anything she doesn’t know about him is probably not worth knowing.
I am also aware that his myriad loyal fans hold him in the same esteem; they worship his music and revel in the glory of the marathon-length concerts he performs with the equally beloved E Street Band.
Until a month ago, I had never seen them live. I’ve always liked the music, listening to it sometimes but not frequently. I admire Springsteen as a person – his left-leaning politics, his outspokenness and his championing of the working class. I could see why people loved him so much, but appreciated him at a distance, lacking the zeal of his most fervent fans. However, when I heard he was returning to New Zealand for a couple of shows and that my Mum and sister (a more recent convert) were planning to go, I decided to tag along and experience the spectacle for myself.