Why?
I didn’t really get Bruce until college. A friend turned me onto the first couple of albums and it went from there, and I lived for side 5 of the live boxset (Badlands, Because the Night, Candy’s Room, Darkness, Racing in the Street…).
This is still the only time I’ve been to a show at Crystal Palace. I went with the friend from school who was on the verge of moving to New York (TriBeCa, then Brooklyn, and just the other month to the ‘burbs), and a friend from college who – like my friend – worked in finance.
This was the first time that they’d met and they’re now good friends. This still makes me happy.
We made something of a mistake for a hot bank holiday, though. We thought the smart thing to do in order to not queue for the bar would be to take a bottle of whiskey in with us, and things got predictably messy.
It ended with me trying to find my way back from a toilet not knowing what was going on, and experiencing a relatively hostile crowd as I tried to make my way through back to the front.
Hangover was horrific, but this was the Rising Tour with the full band, I’d just turned 30 and life was good.
High?
The final Dancing in the Dark.
Drinking?
Ill-advised scotch. Cheap scotch at that.
Thinking?
Can’t start a fire without a spark.
My Old Gig Tickets 