Which one do I think is the greatest album? Why, Bruce Springsteen’s “Born to Run”, of course.
I’ve listened to a lot of music from the 1970s. Most of it is of excellent quality. But “Born to Run” has a sweep and an ambition which is hard to match. Bruce chronicled the lives of the down and out, the hopeless dreamers, the melancholic and the nostalgic. And he did it with a music which was dynamic, powerful, almost symphonic. He had the music in his head, and it would get out by hook or by crook. And poetry flowed from his pen.
So, a few selections from the album to take you into Sunday morning.
As an avid PBS watcher growing up, it seemed that Paco de Lucia was always on some program or another. The renowned guitarist died at the age of 66. (I could go into the fact that there are a legion of others who deserve death far more than Señor de Lucia, but I’ll refrain.) In his honor some of his amazing musicianship.
Although I grew up in New York City, and merengue and salsa were my staple Latin music, when I moved to Los Angeles I was captivated by Mexican boleros, rancheras, and mariachis. Living in L.A. you can’t help but be. In honor of the North American summit in Mexico today, a bit of Mexican music to take you on into the night.