Bruce Springsteen - Hampden Park, Glasgow, Tue 18 Jun 2013
- David Pollock
- 11 July 2013
A rousing, anthemic fanfare to the hopes and dreams of the ordinary guy or girl
It’s hard to get away from comparing three and a half hours in the company of Bruce Springsteen to a religious experience, try as one might to avoid diving into the cliché trap. But seriously, how could anyone fail to be utterly uplifted by what we were seeing and hearing? What about the bit where Bruce grabbed the young boy out of his dad’s arms at the front of the stage and let him enjoy a hesitant but spirited duet on ‘Waitin’ On a Sunny Day’ in front of thousands of breaking hearts? Or the older lady who was plucked from the crowd to waltz, Courteney Cox-style, with Springsteen while a young woman saw her wish to dance with saxophonist Jake (nephew of Springsteen’s former saxophonist, the late Clarence) Clemons fulfilled.
In keeping with the ethos of his last album Wrecking Ball – ‘We Take Care of Our Own’, ‘Land of Hope and Dreams’ and the title track all fitting seamlessly into the set – there was none of the downheartedness which occasionally might creep into Springsteen’s more subdued work. The whole thing was a rousing, anthemic fanfare to the hopes and dreams of the ordinary guy or girl, via a slew of classics including ‘I’m On Fire’, ‘Atlantic City’, ‘Badlands’ and ‘Born to Run’. And if that sounds like a massive cliché, it is one that only exists because Springsteen brought it into being.