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game was okay - plenty of plays that could have gone either way, amazing feats of prowess and all that. But it was just depressing to see Bruce Springsteen looking like a Vegas lounge act. I'm not even a Springsteen fan - it must be hell for those who are.
What are you talking about? This is how Bruce Springsteen has always been. He's never been cool. Springsteen's greatness was never connected to his coolness. The halftime show was completely dorky ("Step AWAY from the guacamole dip! I want you to put the chicken fingers DOWN!") but great nonetheless.
ReplyDeleteBen, I have to respectfully point out that you are completely wrong here. Perhaps living in Texas has inured you to lounge acts, but this was an awful show. It was not musically gifted, it had no style. I could have performed better. Bob Dylan could have performed and it would have made more sense.
ReplyDeleteWhat else to say - the era's gone by, of Namath/Unitas, Montana/Marino, and even Simms/Elway - of an occasional humorous Bud Light commercial - appear to be no more. Instead, in the post-Instant Message age of super-instant faux gratification and pseudo-hype absurdities, we see nothing but superficial sound-bite-size titillation. Instead of completing two six-minute songs very well, we get chopped up dissonance that fits hand-in-glove with the barrage of competing nonsensical mini-commercials of the Jim Carrey/Austin Powers variety. The shock effect of it all gets very old and boring - but those who have the say in it all haven't caught on, nor apparently care to. It's hard not to feel our youth are losing out big time in the sensible calmness of reality we had growing up. How ironic that they talk of treating growing ADHD without getting to its obvious root causes. But meanwhile the radio stations I listen to all talked of what a brilliant performance that was - so I guess they must be right (whatever that means).
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