Bruce Springsteen – Born To Run

It’s an epic urban tale, made up by a fistful of heartfelt stories about losers that win sometimes, sinners and lovers.

It's her light dress floating in the summer evening breeze while she walks to meet you.
A painting of the hopes and dreams of the people.

An overwhelmingly beautiful story rising from the dirt in the cracks of the concrete and the pavement, dressed by one of the most iconic and cool covers ever.

Eight songs about what do you feel when the hunger for life is devouring you.

Inside, the interplay between keys, guitars and Springsteen’s harsh voice tell us about watching how the dress the woman you love is wearing and her hair are waving on the wind while you run away from a town full of losers, about how the night is the time to get rid of the mundane stink that daily routine leaves in your mind and soul, and search for HER just to kneel in front of her presence in the dark, while you feel that thunder in your heart that makes everything worthwhile, just because she's the one.

Because tramp like us, Eddie, we’re just born to run to a meeting across the river, to meet that guy that don’t dance and will give us our last chance to get a proper heist.

All crowned by that street opera called ‘Jungleland’, where a cast of night characters dance around a city without name while running, dancing or playing for the salvation of their souls, as The Rat does with the Barefoot Girl and his sleek machine across the Jersey State Line, while the Big Man leaves the most magnificent saxophone solo for eternity.

“Because they wind up wounded, not even dead
tonight in Jungleland”