That's right, my two worlds came together (and I with them) on Sunday night when the God of Gods, Bruce Springsteen, joined the ultimate guitar God, Trey Anastasio (and his band Phish) on stage for three songs. Of course, I wasn't there to witness it but let me assure you it was an epic meeting that caused many a spontaneous ejaculation to occur. That being said, the music that came out of that meeting blew my mind more in theory than it did in it's execution. Nonetheless, it was better than anything the gay, over-rated Beatles ever did.
Trey introduced Bruce to a crowd not familiar with or, quite frankly, respectful of Bruce Springsteen as "my boyhood hero and still my hero today." Fuck yeah he was, Trey, and all those wanna-be hippie faggots better recognize!
Then they launched into "Mustang Sally" with Bruce singing. This song was some common ground for the two distinctly different acts so it was a natural for them. Trey and Bruce traded guitar solos and, of course, Trey clearly came out as the better player but that's not what it was about. I've heard Bruce shred solos before but his style is usually much more visceral. This time it just came off sloppier. As was his voice. It was rough. But none of that mattered. Here was Bruce Springsteen, Trey's and my idol, saying "come on Trey, play that thing!" It was fucking awesome if a little awkward at times. They then jumped into the Bruce-penned "Bobby Jean." Apparently, Phish played it in the wrong key and Bruce sang like pure shit (probably because it was in the wrong key). It was just horrible....until Trey killed it with another solo that the song sorely needs when performed by Bruce. Immediately after that, they kicked into "Glory Days." Again, this stared off a bit rocky but soon wound up just plain rocking the fuck out. After all the verses had been sung in their typical fashion, Trey took over and fucking added newfound life to this song. Then Trey and Bruce once again played some dueling guitars and elevated the whole end to a joyous all out rawk fest. Watch the whole thing right here:
Blows your fucking head out your asshole, right?
No? Go fuck yourself. You have no taste. I hope you die. Right now.
2 comments:
Goddamn, it's good to have you back. Kinda like when Superman returned with his powers once again fully intact at the end of Superman II. Please promise to never leave us again, MSG!
Your obsession with Bruce is really fucking starting to annoy me. Cut the shit, Sweet Tits.
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