Dear Bruce, 30 years you accompany me through life now, and it's always touching, mirrored in your songs to see the depths of one's soul. All 'endangered, lucky Bankrupts who live in us, you give word and voice; then equip with three rows of an entire movie that illustrates your texts. A lifetime fate You can make plastic in three minutes, never heischend compassion, non-judgmental, but making us partakers. Of course it's great when you are standing with the fantastic musicians from the E-Street Band on stage - the Rising tour has proved it again. Unwiederbringlich is a balmy summer evening at a stadium with your own songs. But greater still are your little songs that squeeze all joy and all suffering in a few guitar chords, a few oblique lines of text. Nebraska reflects the whole world in miniature, and Tom Joad Borderliner knows more about the actual things as all powerful together. So even The Hitter. And the guy in Reno when he rises from the hooker. With "Devils and Dust" you succeeded another great album. It is so far from the mainstream trash away as the soldier in the title track of his home. Just because it deals with the timeless, the eternal themes. Raw and undisguised. Clear and free. Thank you for those songs. I got it like me. They expand and give me but wait. No one can be lonely with your own songs! See you on the tour. Your HP