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Springsteen – Los Angeles Night 2…or as I like to call it: “Fucking Elbows on the Stage Night”!

So far my week of California Springsteen shows had been fantastic. Didn’t make the pit in San Jose, but had a perfect spot right in front of the soundboard. Great show, great crowd, well except for the Stevie Nicks wannabe doing her interpretive dance right in front of me for much of the night (why do all the hair flickers seem to find me?). And really, you can never go wrong with the sexy trifecta of Something in the Night, Candy’s Room and She’s the One. Bam!

LA Night 1 had me in Loge 3…great people around me and it was fun to watch the crowd on the floor during the show, which seemed a little less energetic than San Jose (possibly owing to Springsteen’s Aunt having just passed away the night before, who knows); regardless, the crowd certainly didn’t lack for enthusiasm.

Had GA’s again for LA Night 2 and we had decided that we would get to the arena around 3:30pm this time (calling it our “strategy”, of course, knowing full well that it’s all just a crapshoot), but LA traffic had other plans for us and even though we left for the arena in what we thought was plenty of time, we miscalculated LA traffic and began to panic as we got stuck on the freeway. The decision was made to take an early exit off the freeway to try the surface streets but we were still worried about missing the wristband giveaway, especially when the road we had to be on ended up being closed closer to the arena. Finally after much hand wringing and a few choice words, we got to the arena at about 3:50pm or so to collect our wristbands – 888, 889 and 890 (all those 8’s had to be lucky, right?). 😉


4:30pm rolls around and they start corralling us into lines for the lottery draw…and the winning number is 877. HOLY SHIT! That means I’m 13th going in and I’m screaming like a little school girl to no one in particular. I’ve made the pit before but never been let in THAT early. They took us down in small groups once we got our second wristbands (the coveted pit band), and once we were on the floor, I couldn’t believe that the front of the center catwalk was still clear, so that’s where I headed and that’s where I stayed for the rest of the night.

I took a pic before the show because I still couldn’t believe I was finally elbows on the stage:

The butterflies had calmed down at this point as I settled into my center spot, when Bruce suddenly appears (an hour before show time) with a group of people, giving what looks to be a tour of the stage. He tells us these are his relatives (and newest members of the E Street Band LOL), grabs an acoustic guitar to strum, poses for a picture with the group (after unsuccessfully trying to figure out how to take a picture himself), then shoos them offstage and PROCEEDS TO PLAY “FOR YOU” on the acoustic guitar to a half empty arena.

The guy is now his own opening act! 😉

I have no idea why I didn’t grab my camera; at this point I think I was just so stunned about what was happening, but at least I took a quick pic with my iPhone. I posted it up on Facebook and Twitter and then just focussed on the rest of the impromptu performance…”see you in a little while” he said, when it was over.  At this point my phone is blowing up with texts and tweets and FB messages and the butterflies are back. Lo and behold, who has re-tweeted my photo & comment but the official twitter account of Bruce Springsteen (you bet I’m taking a screenshot of that):

Being retweeted by Bruce Springsteen

Right after he left the stage, I had to lean over to a guy we had met in line (he and his buddy were also from Vancouver) and say “what the hell just happened here”? LOL

The show starts late, but for the next 3 hours I am transfixed and soaking it all in. A music critic I am not so I won’t get into dissecting the show except to say that it was fucking awesome! I was sweated on, sung to, had my fingers stepped on, got to grab a little (oh okay, a lot of) ass, helped deposit him back onto the stage during crowd surfing time (in what I can only describe as the PERFECT dismount) and get high-fived for it by him after that, got kneeled right in front of and strummed THE guitar during Born to Run for what seemed like the longest time.

Did I mention being kneeled in front of?
(Photo courtesy of Joanne Blum Jackson.)

I haven’t been able to wipe this shit-eating grin from my face ever since. Show number 17 is in the books and I will never forget it.

There really are no words except thank you Bruce Springsteen for a kick-ass show and by far the best concert experience of my life. All I now wanna know is, why the hell isn’t it September 22nd and my next show already (which moving forward will now be referred to as my birthday show)?!? 😉

Oh and THANK YOU LA traffic, cuz without you being hell on wheels we would not have made the pit!

Here are some pics from that magical night:

Here’s a link to all of my LA 2 photos, if you feel like checking the rest out:

Here are photos from LA Night 1:

And just a few from San Jose: