tramps like us.

just caught the boss's show at the garden.

i happen to know koko is not a fan, one of his reasons being that bruce is known as the boss. koko thinks that nickname to be obnoxious.

well, lemme tell you someting, pendejo. anytime you can play to a packed-to-the-gills madison square garden, and during your set the people in the crowd are high-fiving each other more than ive seen at a knick's game in years for cryin out loud, and for one of your encores you play a song, born to run, which is older than i am, and whose lyrics are impossible to know without studying the liner notes, and the whole effing house is singing along word for word, and again, the song is older than i am and who has a career that long for f*ck's sake, and it's not just that people are dancing in the aisles while you play, it's the way theyre dancing, like theyre in a black church, and youre drenched in sweat and you truly look like a man possessed up there on the stage, and it seems like you wrote the word 'town' into every song but theyre all still their own novels, and your heroines are all named wendy and terry but each of them sounds like a juliet, and you wrote backstreets you bastard, and do you yourself even realize the energy you generate in people, and theres something about you that sounds so classic it's almost cliche until it's realized that you created and are the very embodiment of that sound and youre almost a caricature of yourself but you exude such purpose that you do more than pull it off, you give them all a shot of adrenaline like they dont get anywhere else, and i cant explain it but something about the way you sound tastes like america to me, and youre feeding my soul something hearty, and going to your show always confirms what i suspect from listening to your recordings, that youre more visceral than audible, well, youve earned the title the boss, and that's that.