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It’s pretty obvious I like Bruce Springsteen. Here are previous posts of mine where he’s talking audiences, audiences and common experiences, the nature of friendship, showing not telling, pure experience and contradictory ideas.
But this film kind of encapsulates everything I like about him, and that’s because it’s not really about him. It’s about the joy and pleasure of being human, of shared experience, of being in common.
It’s Suicide’s song called Dream Baby Dream from 1979.
