Something For The Weekend: Bruce Springsteen “Streets Of Minneapolis”

Bruce Springsteen plays harmonica and guitar during his set for The Concert for Valor in Washington, D.C. Nov. 11, 2014. DoD News
Photo by EJ Hersom

We’ve reached the end of the week, and as you may have picked up from recent posts the majority of the Editorial team and a good chunk of the Writers are heading off to a semi-rural retreat to plot the overthrow of the system plan the year ahead.  And so it falls to the Deputy Editor to bring the week’s final posting, and really there was only one choice of song.

Bruce Springsteen has reacted to the events of the last weeks in Minneapolis by heading to the studio and quickly recording a scorching takedown of the tactics of ICE and the gaslighting of the world by those in power in America.  “Nobody told me there’d be days like these….strange days indeed” Lennon sang, and it’s true that these are strange days and strange days make for strange bedfellows.  Whatever you think of gun ownership it is the NRA…get that, the NRA…that has made an attack with unassailable logical on the government spin put on the shooting of Alex Pretti: in a country where it is legal to own a weapon, and in a state where it is legal to conceal carry such a weapon then it is not acceptable to shoot someone for carrying a concealed weapon.  That’s pretty much QED.

On the song’s release Springsteen made this public statement: “I wrote this song on Saturday, recorded it yesterday and released it to you today in response to the state terror being visited on the city of Minneapolis. It’s dedicated to the people of Minneapolis, our innocent immigrant neighbors and in memory of Alex Pretti and Renee Good. Stay free.

Naturally there was a response, we’d rather not give it the oxygen of any publicity but there’s one part where Springsteen is described as a “pushy, obnoxious jerk.”  It’s like he’s talking about someone else entirely.

Have a great weekend, maybe we’ll see you at a screening of Melania… or maybe not.

About Jonathan Aird 3231 Articles
Sure, I could climb high in a tree, or go to Skye on my holiday. I could be happy. All I really want is the excitement of first hearing The Byrds, the amazement of decades of Dylan's music, or the thrill of seeing a band like The Long Ryders live. That's not much to ask, is it?
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