"Jungleland" is a song by the American singer-songwriter Bruce Springsteen from his 1975 album Born to Run. Over nine minutes in length, it contains one of the E Street Band saxophonist Clarence Clemons' most recognizable solos. It also features short-time E Streeter Suki Lahav, who performs the delicate 23-note violin introduction to the song, accompanied by Roy Bittan on piano in the opening.
"....Outside the street's on fire
In a real death waltz
Between what's flesh and what's fantasy
And the poets down here
Don't write nothing at all
They just stand back and let it all be
And in the quick of the night
They reach for their moment
And try to make an honest stand
But they wind up wounded
Not even dead
Tonight in Jungleland"
To me, and maybe me alone, Jungleland is the one square mile of Asbury Park, NJ, or was, more accurately. "And the poets down here
Don't write nothing at all
They just stand back and let it all be" ...The MIC Cold War billions turned the coastal cites into social science laboratories. We were just lab rats, us who grew up in them.
Thank you; I would never have guessed Asbury Park and I do get the reference to Granada. I do want to know in order to follow the narrative of Project 7. I listened to the song by Springsteen.
Around 1977 I took my teenage daughter to see Willie Nelson at the Meadowlands. The other act was The Grateful Dead. I got a contact high but I didn’t ‘get’ the Dead. Same for Springsteen. Undoubtedly the same deficiencies that make the Matrix, Star Wars and Star Trek inaccessible to me. But your paean to the music and the musicians was music, poetry.
Great read! Thanks 😊
But I am too obtuse to discern which, of several possibilities, is “Jungleland?”
"Jungleland" is a song by the American singer-songwriter Bruce Springsteen from his 1975 album Born to Run. Over nine minutes in length, it contains one of the E Street Band saxophonist Clarence Clemons' most recognizable solos. It also features short-time E Streeter Suki Lahav, who performs the delicate 23-note violin introduction to the song, accompanied by Roy Bittan on piano in the opening.
"....Outside the street's on fire
In a real death waltz
Between what's flesh and what's fantasy
And the poets down here
Don't write nothing at all
They just stand back and let it all be
And in the quick of the night
They reach for their moment
And try to make an honest stand
But they wind up wounded
Not even dead
Tonight in Jungleland"
To me, and maybe me alone, Jungleland is the one square mile of Asbury Park, NJ, or was, more accurately. "And the poets down here
Don't write nothing at all
They just stand back and let it all be" ...The MIC Cold War billions turned the coastal cites into social science laboratories. We were just lab rats, us who grew up in them.
Thank you; I would never have guessed Asbury Park and I do get the reference to Granada. I do want to know in order to follow the narrative of Project 7. I listened to the song by Springsteen.
Around 1977 I took my teenage daughter to see Willie Nelson at the Meadowlands. The other act was The Grateful Dead. I got a contact high but I didn’t ‘get’ the Dead. Same for Springsteen. Undoubtedly the same deficiencies that make the Matrix, Star Wars and Star Trek inaccessible to me. But your paean to the music and the musicians was music, poetry.
Patriotism, family values, unpalatable American bastardization of Italian food…irresistible story.
Love this.