I never understood the fascination with Sprungstein,
either.
“I never understood the fascination with Sprungstein,
either.”
I never got it myself. The E Street band stinks to high hell. Outside of maybe Clarence Clemons and the xylophone player on “Born to Run”, nothing about that band is cohesive. It’s like a mess of notes that almost make a song.
When you add “The (self-proclaimed) Boss” vocals to that disaster, you have a musical version of an enema.
I wonder who he knew in the industry to get where he is today. They always compared him to Johnny Cougar (another sick “working man” liberal). At least Johnny Cougar could sing. Springsteen sounds like a boar on crack mating with an antelope.