Listening to Thunder Road, live in 1975 of Bruce's 1st performance ever in England at the Hammerstein Odeon is extremely visceral and tactile. He writes, sings, and plays from the core of his experience. Blue collar working class. The endeavour of the endeavour.
His core of consciousness is rooted in his experience. Most people don't make it out of their experience to become conscious, let alone enlightened when they arise from dysfunctional circumstances, settings, or time periods.
In Thunder Road he expressed the effects and questions of watching your friends & peers die in Vietnam.
"So you’re scared and you’re thinking
That maybe we ain’t that young anymore"
Suffering sucks youth right out the window pretty fuckin quickly.
For me, I find process in persevering my consciousness to have faith in the truth & complexity of reality as I try to take part in the building of a foundation of progress and the knocking down of the walls of ignorance one brick at a time. I try to remind myself not to hide and study my pain. Expand by demand and grow each day towards a better tomorrow.
"You can hide ’neath your covers and study your pain
Make crosses from your lovers, throw roses in the rain
Waste your summer praying in vain
For a saviour to rise from these streets
Well now I’m no hero, that’s understood
All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirty hood
With a chance to make it good somehow
Hey what else can we do now?"