“One, Two, Three, Four!” Weinberg picks up The Boss’s count with the drumbeat and then, after a trip and a tumble around the drum kit, the rest of the E-Street band comes spilling in behind him. It takes a moment, but only a moment, to place the song.
“No Surrender” from Born in the
The song feels a bit sluggish at first, kind of sloshy. It strikes me that the band needs a little time to tighten up and find its groove, the same way a team of horses might need a minute or two to establish a unified rhythm, to work out the relationships and the timing between themselves. Of course, I know next to nothing about horses. Or bands, for that matter.
Well, we busted out of class
Had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three-minute record baby
Than we ever learned in school…
Springsteen’s voice makes the drastic transition from the soothing lullaby of “Surprise, Surprise” to the rasping, tobacco-spitting vocals of this song seamlessly. The band, however, still feels to me like they’re trying to warm up while they catch up.
Well we made a promise
We swore we’d always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender…
The sensation of being slightly out of phase dissipates, but despite that my anxiety level is rising. They’re well into the song by now, and so far my reaction has been a big, fat…