Bruce Springsteen - The Streets of Minneapolis
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Anonymous
Well, they have Carrie Underwood too...I read the American Idol franchise is worried people will boycott the shoe with her serving as an Idol judge. |
Anonymous
| ^"show" not "shoe" |
Anonymous
No one cares what you think. Go Bruce! |
Anonymous
Are you the twit who keeps flinging out "Kid Rock" to anyone who says this is a horrible song? I'm usually a Bruce fan. Grew up with his music. I don't like all of his songs, but a great many. This is one of the worst songs I've ever heard, regardless of who sings it. His voice sounds awful and the lyrics are beyond trite. If you can't acknowledge the obvious, you're simply a partisan hack of the leftist variety. |
Anonymous
Streets of Philadelphia was a masterpiece. This song is like a Bruce Springsteen parody. |
Anonymous
Now THAT was a true gem of a song - tuneful, great lyrics, not trite. Puts Bruce's try-hard "anthem" to shame. |
Anonymous
You sound mature! 
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Anonymous
Paywall. What’s the hot take? That entertainers should simply entertain and shut up? |
Anonymous
That should be a gift link. |
Anonymous
Requires signup. TL  R?
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Anonymous
The best thing Bruce Springsteen ever did was admit he was a phoney. It was a late-career reveal that endeared him to me—a fan grown weary of his aggressive partisanship. In his 2016 autobiography, Mr. Springsteen confessed that he wasn’t the working class hero he’d always pretended to be. That blue-collar persona was borrowed from his father, who, in Mr. Springsteen’s telling, was a complicated and difficult man. My sense is that Mr. Springsteen likes complicated and difficult men. His songs are filled with them. Screw-ups who can’t get their lives on track. Men crippled by heartbreak or haunted by demons, for whom daily survival is hard work. He loves those guys. What he doesn’t love is anyone who disagrees with him politically. On Wednesday, Mr. Springsteen released a new song, “The Streets of Minneapolis.” As the title suggests, it was recorded in a hurry and aimed at the Trump administration’s immigration crackdown. You won’t be the least bit surprised by the undercooked lyrics or the overcooked delivery. Mr. Springsteen’s disdain for Republicans predates MAGA. He called George W. Bush and Dick Cheney monsters. He accused them of torturing the Constitution and blackening the soul of America—“a generous nation,” as he wrote in a letter endorsing Barack Obama in 2008, “with a citizenry willing to tackle nuanced and complex problems.” The thing about generosity is that it isn’t really generosity if it doesn’t extend to those with whom you disagree. Same for empathy. Same for nuance. I think most Americans accept that immigration is a complex problem. We don’t want to break up families and ruin lives. But we do need to have a border, and we do need to have laws. If there were an easy solution we’d have cracked it by now. Of course, Mr. Springsteen thinks there is an easy solution: Let ’em in and leave ’em alone. That’s a point of view, and he’s welcome to it. He’s also welcome to acknowledge that his wealth and fame insulate him from the consequences of an open border. He never does. In a different world, the ICE and Border Patrol agents involved in the Minneapolis shootings might make sympathetic subjects for a Springsteen song. They are working-class guys, probably. Military veterans, in some cases. They may have gone to college, though probably not to Yale. Mr. Springsteen won’t agree, but I’d guess most of them joined ICE or Border Patrol for the right reasons—that is, out of a genuine desire to serve. They may have been poorly trained. They may have made mistakes under impossible pressure. No way did they wake up expecting to kill someone that day. In fact, I’d bet they’re heartbroken about the deaths of Pretti and Good. But to believe that you’d have to believe in complexity and nuance. Mr. Springsteen prefers the comfort of his anger. He’d rather have the moral certainty of blind loyalty to partisan absolutes. Those agents aren’t real people to him. They aren’t veterans and patriots. They aren’t fathers, husbands and sons. No, they’re “federal thugs.” They’re “King Trump’s private army.” Strange that a guy so adept at painting colorful portraits of complex and difficult men would be content to work only with black and white. I liked him better when he knew he was a phony. |
Anonymous
Because musicians regularly record a song in a day about something they don't care deeply about ::facepalm:: - barking up the wrong tree here. |
Anonymous
Yeah, that’s a hot take alright. Should I write an article about how this slop is exactly the sort of disingenuous crap I’d expect in the WSJ and how I preferred it when they stayed in their lane? Stay angry, Bruce. |
Anonymous
Born to lick boots I see. This song is genuine and you have to attack him vs. the content. |