Your weekly Bruce
Any day is a good day that starts with sunshine and Thunder Road! I can’t think of another song that holds hope and longing so lightly in its hands.
Sincere follow-up: do songs have hands? Who cares! I walked to pick up my lunch today (tacos, of course), and it felt exactly like that kind of too-cold early spring day circa 1979 when my friend Meredith and I would have been out riding our bikes around the neighborhood, after months of snow and suffocation, just because we could.