Why Bruce Springsteen matters

Somewhere in the bleak South African 1980s, I discovered Bruce Springsteen.

It might have been the 1985 release of Born In The USA which prompted me to go find some of his earlier music, or it might have been something else. Either way, I had soon taken all of his records out of the music “library” in Rondebosch that let you have albums for two days – just enough time to tape the record on to a cassette (sorry, Bruce – I bought them all later once I was a bit higher up the food chain).

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